When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead: [Ending Chapter 12] Bamboo Forest Breeze (Part 1)

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Old grass in the famine years, the gas in the shed burst into the clouds with white smoke, and dissipated in the dense bamboo forest.

If you don’t overlook, you won’t see the bamboo hut in the middle of the bamboo forest, let alone the two extraordinary people living in it.

"How is he?" A man in a green robe and long gown walked into the bamboo forest, looking at the white man sitting in the courtyard with a sharp eyebrow. The white man's black silk was lightly tied behind his head, holding a yellowed scroll to read.

Hearing the man's voice, the white-clothed man raised his eyes slightly, and when he looked over, a clear light flashed in his eyes.

"According to your method, I am well now." The man's voice was clear and smooth, like the lightness of a stream slapping between the rocks.

"Come today, I have written a new prescription." The man in the green robe sat on the opposite seat of the man and took out a seal from his cuff: "It is very risky to fight poison with poison."

The white-clothed man glanced at him, but didn't answer.

"You know my temperament." Qinglong's voice was faint to see through everything in the world: "If you don't use this method, I will use it by myself. Suzaku has been sleeping, it's no way."

"You are his elder brother, dare to say so, you must be sure?" Xi Zhao took the envelope: "Make sure there is nothing wrong."

"You are not afraid." Qinglong concluded: "Suzaku must not be afraid."

"Do you know him?" Xi Zhao's voice became a little strange, but he usually heard it, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Qinglong was silent for a while, and suddenly chuckled: "Within this Demon Cult...No, in this world, no one but me understands him."

Xizhao turned over two pages of the scroll, stood up abruptly, and threw the book down: "I can take care of this, so I won't give it away."

A deserted person like Xi Zhao still ordered the chasing off. Qinglong shook his head and stood up, not displeased, but walked away.

In the bamboo house, a beautiful person like a picture scroll is now dressed in a shirt and lying on the bed, her closed eyes reflecting long and curly eyelashes.

Xizhao approached, sat on the edge of Qi Yan's bed, and quietly looked at his beautiful face.

"I know you like red." His voice sounded faintly like flowing water: "If you don't wake up, you won't be allowed to wear red."

I said this day by day and night by night, but every day I didn't get the result I wanted.

He didn't wake up, never wake up.

The poisonous sword hurt his heart. Although he has been cured by Qinglong, when he woke up, it is an unsolved mystery.

Xizhao brought Qi Yan back to the bamboo forest, just to give him a better environment to heal... But this disease seems to have nothing to do with the environment. With a soft sigh, Xi Zhao stretched out his hand and stroked Qi Yan's cold cheek.

His cheeks are as delicate and soft as a peeled egg, not as fortitude as a man, but with his unique charm.

"Wake up soon, and I will take you to eat cold cake."

Xizhao still remembers that the first time he met Qi Yan, he ate cold cakes, but had no money, so he dragged someone on the street to pay the bill. By the way, the person being pulled happened to be himself. If not for him...

Xizhao's eyes darkened, saying that it wasn't him, and I'm afraid that there would be less suffering in the following things.

Thinking that Qinglong had sent the new prescription, Xi Zhao sighed, took it out of his cuff, took it out, and took it apart by the bed.

The medicinal materials mentioned above are all highly toxic, and even a few medicinal herbs are rare in the world. Xi Zhao thought for a while, stood up, came to the counter next to him, wrote a letter, and the flying pigeon passed the book.

In the inner courtyard of the imperial palace, Bai Hu took the note handed by the dark guard, and after reading the contents carefully, his eyebrows frowned. After thinking about it for a long time, he still gave orders to go to the treasure house to dismantle some top-quality medicinal materials.

"Good students are sent to the bamboo forest, don’t have a bad pool."

After the command, Bai Hu sighed. Suzaku was not awake for a while, and it was difficult to put down one of his concerns.

"The emperor, the concubine is about to give birth..."

The white tiger raised his eyebrows. If he didn't pay attention, he would still regard himself as the white tiger protector of the demon sect, and the royal surname had long been abandoned.

But the imperial concubine gave birth to a child...

Baihu didn't have the joy of being a father, but he muttered without action.

I'm afraid the harem will be full of noise anyway.

"Let's go, go and have a look." Bai Hu stood up, just after two steps, he said: "If you don't turn over the sign tonight, go to Rong Zhaoyi."

The imperial concubine gave birth to a son, but the emperor went to the imperial concubine's rival that night, which is a joke.

This is another trivial matter. It has nothing to do with the rivers and lakes or the bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, the thick fog dissipated again overnight, and the bamboo forest road that was faintly stepped out, the dew-soaked dirt road, turned into some dirty shoes.

"You shabby place is a treasure." Xue Sha was sitting in the bamboo courtyard, the stone bench was also damp, Xi Zhao didn't even ask him to sit in.

"If you don't want to come, why should you come?"

"In your place, may the Suzaku be treated well?" Xue Sha frowned: "If so, I will take him to a better place to recuperate."

"Don't bother, you bother." Xi Zhao was indifferent, seemingly unwilling to pay attention to the blood evil spirit.

Xie Sha is not in a hurry, he stood up and went into the bamboo house, but was stopped by Xi Zhao.

"Just sit outside the house, not inside the house."

"Can you stop me?" Xue Sha sneered: "Are you trying to learn from me?"

"I was disturbed." Xi Zhao shook his sleeves, unwilling to do anything with him, and turned sideways slightly to make way out: "Speak quietly."

Xue Sha stared at him, snorted coldly, and stepped into the bamboo house.

The fragrance in the room is filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, not pungent, but refreshing. The inside of the house is not big. There are three rooms inside and outside. Inside the outer hall is the inner room. Qi Yan is lying there at the moment, like an ice sculpture.

Xue Sha approached the bed, looked at Qi Yan, frowned and sighed.

"It has always been like this? There is no sound. If it weren't for the chest rise and fall, it would be a frozen person."

"There will be a way to wake up." Xi Zhao's voice was shallow but very firm.

"Are Qinglong coming?"

"Every month comes."

Xue Sha sighed again, and shook his head to Qi Yan slightly: "This stinky boy, really thinks this is home, but who else dotes on him like us? I still don’t wake up, I really can’t get married. Up."

Xizhao tilted his head and glanced at Xue Sha inexplicably: "Why do you say that?"

"I told Qinglong and the others that Suzaku is the life of a man to marry." Xue Sha smiled bitterly, turned and walked out: "No matter, I'm upset when I see it, let me talk about it when he wakes up. Him."

Xizhao didn't say anything, because Blood Fiend looked at it, fearing that it was also anxious, but there was no way.

If you say that the Demon Cultists, apart from Azure Dragon Moon Moon, only Blood Fiend came here every other time. He knows that Baihu, the emperor is out of the palace, is there no chaos in that palace?

But there is one left...

Xizhao shook his head, he didn't know much about this Xuanwu.