He said he would not be discourteous, but what he was doing at the moment threw courtesy beyond the topmost clouds. It was fortunate that Second Young Master Liu had a good temper and did not make a fuss about it, or else His Royal Highness Xiao Wang may have been beaten out as a mischief-maker. He was a little ticklish from being rubbed, so he shrank back a little with his belly sunken in, which attracted His Royal Highness Xiao Wang to come closer and kiss again. This place should not be “also fine,” and Liu Xian’an was kissed so much that he almost remembered those dreams again, so he pushed the other away with both hands, covered the skirt of his robes, and chased away the guest, saying: “We’re closed.”

Liang Shu smiled and put his chin on his soft waist: “Don’t close the door, keep it open.”

“Won’t open.” Liu Xian’an thought, I’m an idle fellow.

But whether he was open or not, this would not delay His Royal Highness Xiao Wang’s meal. He went back up indecorously and pulled him into his arms, grasping that slender waist with his big hands. “I’ll stay here tonight, all right?”

Liu Xian’an glanced at the door and felt that if he wanted to sleep safely, it would be better for A-Ning to come in instead.

Liang Shu said: “I still have something to discuss with you about the Baifu Sect.”

Liu Xian’an glanced at their untidy clothes and extremely intimate posture, and felt that the credibility of this sentence was not very high. But His Royal Highness Xiao Wang was currently surging with desire. Not only was the old house on fire, but it had also been doused in oil. He was in the process of seeing what his sweetheart liked, how pleasing he was to the eye, and wished he could hold him in the palm of his hand. Not to mention going to sleep next door, even the short while they separated while washing up made him feel very wronged.

Second Young Master Liu lying on the bed: “……Alas, there is nothing to be done.”

A-Ning, who was squatting outside the door: “Alas, there is really nothing to be done.”

Liang Shu asked: “What are you smiling at?”

“I’m smiling at the ancients who do not deceive me.” Liu Xian’an found a comfortable position within his arms. “The word love is really troublesome.”

Liang Shu pinched his face: “What, you think I’m troublesome?”

Liu Xian’an didn’t deny it, because he really was troublesome. Anyway, when he was sleeping, it was definitely not necessary to be squished and kneaded like this. Now he not only had to be pinched, but he must coax the other party that it was closing time. The more he thought, the more troublesome it felt, but the more troublesome it felt, the more he liked it. He didn’t want to talk about the Baifu Sect at all, and just cuddled with his sweetheart, listening to the other person’s steady heartbeat and the wind outside the window.

Before, Liang Shu really had wanted to talk about something serious, but now, seeing the other’s laziness and unwillingness to move, his heart softened again and he waved his hand to extinguish the lights. Turning around, he pulled this person into his arms entirely, coaxing him once and for all. Under the bed curtains, sandalwood mixed with an austere medicinal fragrance, becoming a good medicine for calming the nerves.

Neither of them spoke again, but they both thought of the same place and time. Many, many years later, when the country ushered in a grand peace and the country raised new generals and all the burdens on its shoulders were handed over, at that time……. Liang Shu was engrossed in his thoughts. He bowed his head to kiss the other’s soft black hair. Liu Xian’an just happened to raise his head at this time, and the eyes of the two young lovers met under the moonlight, bright and gentle.

Thus, they had agreed to sleep, but sleeping failed. Liu Xian’an suggested, then why don’t we talk about the Baifu Sect, since we can’t sleep anyway.

Liang Shu’s palm was pressed against a piece of tenderness, and halfway through the ambiguity, he was taken back to business. He sighed. Why were forty-eight thousand-year-old people like this?

Liu Xian’an swatted his hand away. “When the explosion happened, I couldn’t see anything clearly. Did the Holy Maiden really get away?”

“Yes, her qinggong is excellent.” Liang Shu said, “Before the explosion, Wumeng Yunle has looking toward us, and should have noticed that you, Chang Xiaoqiu, and I avoided the blast at the same time.” Of course, in her eyes, it would be the head of the Dawn’s Gate sect and the young head of the Wanli Escort Bureau who escaped the explosion.

Liu Xian’an wondered: “Why did she keep looking at us, did she notice something?”

Liang Shu said: “It’s also possible that she fell in love with Chang Xiaoqiu.”

Liu Xian’an: “…….”

Liang Shu smiled: “I’m not joking. Whether she is a Holy Maiden or a witch, nine out of ten young girls such as her like high-spirited young men. But now that she is regarded as a sacred object, there is no hope of love, and no matter how much she likes someone, it is all for nothing.”

Sitting up a little bit, Liu Xian’an said: “These believers are well-known people in the world, and the Baifu Sect spent a lot of money and effort to buy and win them over. They wanted to save them for a great cause, but now they have been completely destroyed by Song Changsheng’s basket of explosives.”

If Song Changsheng was blown to pieces along with them, it would be fine, but if he was alive….. Liu Xian’an continued: “If they know that Song Changsheng is still alive, the Baifu Sect will certainly not let him go.” Not only because of revenge, but because if a disciple betrayed their teachings and still lived, once the news spread, the Baifu Sect’s prestige would disappear, and loss of prestige was a fatal blow to any cult.

“So he can be used as bait,” Liang Shu said. “Let’s see if they’ll send an assassin.”

According to the information obtained by Ku You, the top assassin of the Baifu Sect was Wumeng Yunle’s elder brother, Wumeng Yunyou. Liu Xian’an thought of the young man who had kidnapped him outside of Baifu City, and said: “I don’t know if he still wants to kidnap my elder brother now that he has A-Chang, but after all, no matter how good A-Chang’s medical skills are, he’s not trying his best to save Feng Xiaojin. He is only obeying the prince’s orders to alleviate the symptoms and maintain his life, so Feng Xiaojin should not be cured by now.”

“What is your meaning?”

“Presently, our bait is not only Song Changsheng, but also Elder Brother.” Liu Xian’an said, “These two can be strung together. If Song Changsheng didn’t die, but was picked up by the local government, and my elder brother who was nearby came to the city to save him, once this reached the Baifu Sect’s ears, they would most likely be moved.”

Liang Shu said: “This is a possible method, but where is your elder brother? He hasn’t written back to us yet.”

Liu Xian’an said: “My elder brother himself is not necessarily needed.”

After all, even A-Ning said that once Second Young Master Liu wore a dusty apron, he looked like the First Young Master in the pharmacy cutting ingredients.

. . . . . . .

To pretend to be someone else, one must first create a disguise. During this period of time, Liu Xian’an had already learned much about the disguise techniques of Xiao Wang Palace. Holding the mask, he carefully pinched out his elder brother’s face, then put it on his face and adjusted it. A-Ning lay to the side, watching and watching. Gradually, he began to look serious, and unconsciously recalled the unfortunate scene of his lazy young master being beaten. After the disguise was complete, the boy had already straightened his back and could no longer lie down, wanting to work wildly at once.

Liang Shu asked: “Your elder brother looks like this?”

Liu Xian’an replied: “The appearance is similar, but I can’t imitate the authoritativeness of my elder brother.”

But this should be enough to fool people. In all fairness, the two young masters of the Liu family actually looked quite alike. The only difference was their countenances. One was as cold as a plum blossom, and the other as soft as a peach blossom. And the one who was as soft as a peach blossom was lazy and senseless all day long, so their family members didn’t think that the two brothers were alike. Even Liu Xian’an only realized after this face, my elder brother and I are so alike that I don’t even need to make any effort to adjust my facial features.

Outside Raven City were many small villages. Seeing as New Year’s Eve was approaching, every household was busy cooking food to eat, and the elderly with handicapped legs were carried out to bask in the sun. A group of little dolls were begging for sweets around their grandmother when a group of strangers came to the entrance of the village.

“Who are you looking for?”

“We’re not looking for anyone, just passing by this village.” Liu Xian’an smiled and asked, “May I ask for a cup of water?”

“For the New Year, how can you just drink a cup of water? Come into our village, you are all our guests.” The aunt in the kitchen was very enthusiastic. Not everyone came out to see, so she called for her daughter to get the brewed plum wine from the cellar. Liu Xian’an hurriedly declined, saying loudly: “I am a doctor, and must go to the next village to treat someone tomorrow, so I cannot get drunk.”

“A doctor?” Upon hearing this, the aunt wiped her hands on her apron and ran out of the kitchen. “It’s a doctor, ah, can you have a look at my mother-in-law? Her leg has been hurting for half a month, and no medicine can help her.”

“Of course I can.” Liu Xian’an nodded in agreement.

A-Ning quickly spread out the medicine pack. Liu Xian’an found a stool and asked the old lady to put her leg on it. Other villagers passed by the house and saw that there seemed to be foreigners in the courtyard, and also poked their heads in to watch the excitement, chatting, laughing, and eating melon seeds. Before a plate of snacks could be finished, the old lady let out an “ai,” and said, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

“It really doesn’t hurt? You’re not faking it?” The Aunt asked. “Mother, you can’t continue to bear it, ah. Don’t be afraid to cause trouble, we will treat you if it hurts.”

“It really doesn’t hurt,” the old woman said. She stood up and was about to take a couple of steps. Liu Xian’an quickly held her down and said, “You can’t walk now, Mother-in-law, please continue to sit down.”

The crowd was stunned. Granny Li’s leg had been hurting for many years, and it could be fixed with just two needles?

A rumble sounded—

“Doctor, doctor! I also have a patient in my family!”

“My family too! “Doctor, my house is right next door, just two steps away!”

How could people not get sick if they lived off the fields? Now, the heavenly doctor in the village had immediately become a favorite. A-Ning had to stand on a stone table and loudly maintain order. Everyone, don’t worry, take your time, take your time!

“Doctor, where do you do your consultations all year round, where else can we go in the future?”

“Us, ah, we’re in Baihe Mountain Village.”

“Baihe……Baihe Mountain Village?” Of Dayan’s common people, who had not heard of Baihe Mountain Village? “B-bai……the miracle doctor is from that village?”

“Yes, Baihe Mountain Village. This is the First Young Master,” A-Ning introduced. “Liu Xianche.”

His enunciation was clear and his voice was loud, for fear that others would not be able to hear it clearly.

Not only was it the number one medical clinic in the world, but this was the number one miracle doctor in the world. The news was too shocking. The villagers all opened their mouths wide, wondering, why did this legendary person suddenly appear in this small corner of the Southwest?

But no matter whether he really was or not, his medical skills must be real, and the news quickly spread over ten li and eight villages……of course, this also had something to do with the guards of Xiao Wang Palace fueling the flames.

He agreed to stay in the village for a day and then leave, but until the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, the doctor still did not succeed, because many people from around came with patients on their backs.

On this day, the mountains and forests were cold and windy.

A group of travelers stood around a fire and prepared hot water to make tea. A young servant said: “I never thought that we’d be delayed on the road. Originally, we would have been able to reach Garrison City today.”

“These days haven’t been too bad.” His master stretched out his hands to the fire, driving away the damp coldness in his bones. His fingers were slender and clear, like the hands of a scholar, but there was a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips.

“A-Yong, why haven’t they returned yet?” 

The boy stretched his neck out to look toward the path. “If they don’t come back, I’ll bake some cakes for you. I don’t know how far it is to the village.”

Just as he was speaking, the sound of horseshoes sounded in the distance. A guard who had been exploring the road dismounted his horse and said: “The village is not far away.”

“Not far away? Did something happen in the village?” The boy asked strangely, “Why are you so nervous?”

“Because someone is pretending to be our First Young Master.” The guard also felt that it was unbelievable. “But it’s not in this village, it’s in Liujia village next door, not far away. It is said that he has been eating and drinking for many days, bluffing and deceiving, and claiming to be Liu Xianche of Baihe Mountain Village. He is treating people everywhere, and it’s unknown how much money he has collected. All I know is that the little dolls’ sugar pots are also not spared, and he has taken away many pastries.”

The boy was too shocked to speak. This was too outrageous, ba, could such a thing truly happen in the world?

Liu Xianche said with frigid anger: “Preposterous!”

He stood and mounted his horse, flinging the reins heavily with his fair fingers. “We’re going to Liujia Village!”

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