Ji Wushang felt something was off as he listened to his words, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Oh well.
"When you go back, do you need my help?" Ji Wushang looked at him. He had once said that if there was anything he could do to help, he would definitely do so!
"Don't fall in love with him." He hesitated for a long time before finally moving his lips.
She was taken aback when she heard this.
What does "Don't fall in love with him" mean? Is he afraid of falling in love with Nan Xuzong? What does he mean?
"I don't understand." Her tone turned slightly cold.
“You don’t need to understand.” Yi Yun Shangcheng looked at her, then took out a small bottle from his pocket, stepped forward, took her hand, and placed it in her hand.
“Give him one pill every day. Remember, you must give it to him! And you have to be careful!” Yi Yun Shangcheng looked at her with his bloodshot purple eyes.
She paused for a moment, but nodded nonetheless. "What is it?"
"I won't tell you." His lips moved, and he gently lowered his head to kiss her lips, but she turned her head away. "If you don't tell me, I won't give it to you!"
This looks just like a young couple having a little tantrum!
"It's just a little medicine. I just wanted to improve his skills so that when I fight him in the future, his death won't be so gruesome..." he whispered in her ear.
Ji Wushang was startled. Was it really true?
"Today, find Nan Xuzong, put this packet in his cup, and make him drink it!" Yi Yun Shangcheng suddenly said, and then stuffed a packet of powder into Ji Wushang's hand.
Ji Wushang was astonished, "What is this?"
"Someone's here, I'm leaving!" Just then, Yiyun Shangcheng sensed someone approaching and immediately flew inside, disappearing without a trace. His speed was like a gust of wind!
Ji Wushang was surprised and quickly put the small bottle and the packet of powder into his pocket. He wouldn't tell him; he could investigate what it was himself!
Suddenly, he met someone's eyes, whose deep gaze was fixed on Ji Wushang's eyes.
Ji Wushang was not to be outdone, but knowing the importance of politeness, he stepped forward and said, "Greetings, Prince Nan."
"Aren't you going to invite me in for a seat?" Nan Xuzong fiddled with the ends of his hair, then adopted the demeanor of a refined scholar.
"Yes, please come in." Ji Wushang stepped forward. There were guards outside, which meant that Nan Xuzong would definitely not do anything to harm him!
Ji Wushang kindly ushered him in, then very kindly poured him a cup of tea and placed it in front of him, saying, "Please have some tea, Prince Nan."
"Thank you." He was somewhat moved inside, but his face remained largely expressionless. However, his hands betrayed his inner thoughts.
Nan Xuzong took a sip of tea and then put it down. "It warms the heart and soothes the mind. With a beautiful woman and fine tea, it seems that heaven is still kind to me, Nan Xuzong."
Ji Wushang blushed slightly, but didn't answer. Let's just assume he was talking to himself!
"Who came in here?" His gaze suddenly swept over her. After bringing her back, he had been heading towards Pan Yao Ju, intending to find the old man and ask what had happened to Ji Wushang. However, the old man had already left! Only a note remained, saying, "The one who tied the knot must untie it!" What did that mean? Did it mean that whoever turned Ji Wushang into this state should be found?
When I arrived, the wind blew and I smelled a scent different from Ji Wushang's. Everyone has their own unique scent, and this scent is something that absolutely cannot be imitated! So, someone must have been here!
That's why I came in immediately to find her and ask her what happened!
"No one. If I had to say someone, it would be you, or my older brother and my younger brother," Ji Wushang said in a neutral tone.
"No, there's someone else," Nan Xuzong insisted.
"You suspect me of harboring someone else?" Ji Wushang asked coldly.
"I believe you, but I'm afraid that some people might have ulterior motives and want to take advantage of you!" Nan Xuzong's heart softened when he saw her somewhat stern expression. "Wu Shang, I really only want what's best for you."
"Thank you," she said softly. She had been thinking of killing him, and now he was teaching her how to kill him! This man, has he gone mad...?
Her heart was uncertain.
“You’re not like this…you’re not…” Nan Xuzong murmured.
Her heart sank as she listened. What kind of person was she then?
I must find out the truth! Who is lying to me? Who is playing me for a fool?
Ji Wushang's eyes were bloodshot.
Nan Xuzong looked at her with extreme affection. "Wu Shang, in less than a month, you will be marrying me. Are you looking forward to it? I'm so looking forward to it!" As he spoke, he couldn't hide his joy, and his lips were full of smiles!
"I..." Ji Wushang looked at him, but didn't say another word. She couldn't bear to say anything cruel to hurt him... He was unusually happy... But, she really was going to marry him... Was that alright? What path would she take from now on?
"No need to say anything, let time prove everything." Nan Xuzong looked at her. "I look forward to that day, it's not too far away!" He knew his own destiny. Yesterday, she tried to kill him, and he had already escaped that calamity! His destiny star had shone! That meant he had enough opportunities!
"Hehe, is that so?" Ji Wushang looked at him. "My elder brother just brought me a very delicious tea called 'Agarwood'. If Prince Nan doesn't mind, let Wushang go in and brew you a pot to drink."
As Ji Wushang spoke, he smiled at Nan Xuzong.
Nan Xuzong was surprised, but he quickly concealed his surprise. "Very well, thank you for your trouble."
Ji Wushang nodded and then went inside.
He personally took a cup of Pu'er tea and Tieguanyin tea, mixed them and poured them into a teapot, then rinsed them with boiling water. He then added herbs, honeysuckle, some goji berries, and some prepared herbs. After that, Ji Wushang tiptoed out and looked at Nan Xuzong. Nan Xuzong was sitting in his wheelchair, and he had picked up the book he had just been reading and was flipping through several pages.
That was the Book of Songs. I just didn't know that he also liked this book that was read by many scholars.
Ji Wushang felt relieved upon seeing this, turned back, stood in front of the teapot, took out the packet of medicinal powder that Yiyun Shangcheng had just given him, opened it, and saw white powder, but he didn't know what it was.
She carefully held it to her nose and smelled it, but couldn't detect any scent! Just as she was about to ask what it was, Nan Xuzong arrived, and now she had no idea what it was!
Could this be the death of him? Ji Wushang thought for a moment.
Probably not. If this packet of medicine were to kill him, how could I possibly marry him? Besides, Yiyun Shangcheng clearly said that she should drug him, one pill a day... which means it won't kill him!
That's good, at least he won't die by my hand! I really don't want to kill him... Yes, I don't want to, I don't want to... If I really killed him, my heart would suddenly feel sad, and I just couldn't bring myself to do it!
Ji Wushang poured half of the powder into the container, thinking that the amount should not be too much. He wanted to test what it was first and then see how it went!
Ji Wushang stirred the teapot for a moment before lifting the lid and smelling the aroma inside. It was the fragrance of tea, and he couldn't detect any unusual ingredients at all!
very good!
Ji Wushang's lips twitched slightly. He placed the teapot and teacups on a plate and carried them out.
Instantly, the fragrance filled the camp.
Nan Xuzong frowned, but then relaxed, looked up at Ji Wushang carrying the plate, and said, "Tired? Sit down quickly." He put the Book of Poetry into his lap instead of placing it on the desk.
Ji Wushang didn't seem to care about his treatment of the Book of Songs. He just smiled and said, "I'm not tired." With that, he put down the plate and placed the teacup and teapot on the desk.
She stood gracefully in front of Nan Xuzong, who looked at her with eyes full of affection. "Thank you."
"Of course." Ji Wushang smiled back, then bent down, placed the teacup in front of him, picked up the teapot, and gently poured the tea into his face.
That elegant movement captivated Nan Xuzong.
Ji Wushang smiled, but felt that his eyes seemed familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere before!
"Watch out!" Nan Xuzong exclaimed, immediately grabbing her hand. She looked down and cried out, "Ah!" She quickly put the teapot aside, realizing she had been lost in thought and had spilled all the tea! Fortunately, she hadn't heard the hissing sound of poison she had imagined.
"This medicine is really not poisonous?" Ji Wushang was somewhat stunned.
But Nan Xuzong looked at her hand anxiously, "Is your hand alright?"
"I'm fine." Ji Wushang came back to his senses, only to see that he was holding his hand and examining it closely.
She was startled, blushed, and pulled her hand back.
"It's good that you're alright." Nan Xuzong was in a good mood, seeing her slightly embarrassed expression.
"The tea is a bit hot, let it cool down a bit before drinking it." His lips twitched, and before Ji Wushang could speak, he picked up the Book of Poetry from his pocket. "Wushang, do you still remember the poems I wrote for you?"
"A poem?" When did he ever write a poem for me? I hate him so much, how could I receive a poem from him!
Nan Xuzong, however, was in no hurry. He pursed his thin lips slightly, moved them slightly, and said softly:
"A single glance could topple a city; a beautiful woman's smile is as graceful as a startled swan, as elegant as a swimming dragon."
Light clouds veil the moon, a gentle breeze swirls like snowflakes, the scene is as radiant as a lotus flower, laughter and conversation are intimate.
My heart is pleased with your beauty, and I sincerely wish to convey your sentiments. I remove my hairpin, for you, my beloved, are eloquent in your poetry.
The creeping vines are lush and green, the dew is glistening, we've made our promise in the deep pool, holding fast to our bond.
“Wu Shang, I am willing to spend my whole life with you, growing old together. The Book of Songs says: ‘In life and death, we made a vow. I will hold your hand and grow old with you.’ Wu Shang, my wish in this life is not much, this is all.” Nan Xuzong said, seemingly with a sigh.
One glance could topple a city, a second glance could topple a nation. This love, between you and me, can it last a lifetime?
Ji Wushang looked embarrassed. He had indeed forgotten, really forgotten... But he really felt as if there had been a moment when he was in his boudoir, reciting the poem he had written for him.
"You really wrote such poems for me?" Ji Wushang looked at him, not knowing how she managed to squeeze out those words.
“Yes! I will make you remember.” Nan Xuzong smiled, then placed the Book of Songs on the desk. “I like the Book of Songs just like you.”
Ji Wushang looked at him without saying a word.
“After we get married, we can be together. You can recite a line, and I can recite a line.” He seemed to be sighing, or perhaps he was saying it specifically to Ji Wushang.
Ji Wushang's face flushed slightly, but he remained silent. However, when his gaze fell upon the tea, his eyes darkened. "The tea is getting cold. Drink it while it's hot."
“Yes.” Nan Xuzong smiled, gently picking up the teacup. Her slender, beautiful left hand held the cup, while her right hand carefully lifted the lid, moving it slightly. This was tea she had brewed for herself; even if it contained poison, she would drink it… Yes, it had! She knew it had been added…
Nan Xuzong looked at Ji Wushang nonchalantly and said, "This tea is really fragrant. I like it very much. If you can brew tea for me every day from now on, even if it is poisoned, I will drink it."
Ji Wushang listened, and was taken aback.
Nan Xuzong smiled slightly, then used both hands to bring the tea to his mouth.
☆、148 If you don't love, then hate; choose only one!
Seeing that he was about to tilt his head back and drink it, Ji Wushang became anxious and quickly stepped forward to take the teacup away from him. He looked at her in surprise, "What's wrong?"
"The tea's gone cold, it doesn't taste good. Let me heat it up for you." Ji Wushang's heart was pounding. He held the teacup, then hurriedly placed it on a tray, put the teapot in with it, and then rushed inside.
Nan Xuzong looked somewhat surprised, but this was quickly replaced by delight.
Yes, she can't bear to be cruel to herself! She'll get better, she will! Wu Shang, you must get better, you'll remember everything about us! Who is that person? I, Nan Xu Cong, will never let you go! Tearing you to pieces would be too good for you!
Nan Xuzong fiddled with the ends of his hair. There was still some time left. Just a little while, and he would have everything under control! He would absolutely not lose!
Ji Wushang poured out all the tea inside, and then personally brewed a pot of top-quality Pu'er tea. Its fragrance was so enticing that it filled the air with its aroma.
Ji Wushang took it out, and Nan Xuzong looked up at this moment, still holding the Book of Poetry in his hand, but he was like a peerless young master, gentle and refined, like an immortal.
"I've made the tea, come and drink it while it's hot." Ji Wushang stepped forward. In a daze, it felt as if she and he were living the life of a young married couple. He, as the husband, was passing the time reading, while she, as the wife, was making tea and then savoring its sweet and mellow flavor with him.