Although the Sword Saint Qinglang tricked Shen Jiao, he wasn't a bad person at heart.

As time went by, he grew to like and be more satisfied with Shen Jiao, the junior sister he had met halfway through their relationship.

then.

Before Shen Jiao left, the Sword Saint of Qinglang generously gave many of his treasured possessions, which he had kept for so many years, to his junior sister.

It's a small booklet filled with gossip about various schools of thought.

The Sword Saint of Azure Waves couldn't stop sneezing, thinking to himself that it must be the beautiful girl who had liked him when he was young missing him.

The wind is quite strong today, and the cool breeze brings back endless longings; autumn is almost here.

Suddenly, the Sword Saint of Qinglang thought of writing a letter to the beautiful girl, expressing his longing and yearning for her after so long apart.

He wiped his nose with his left hand and his tears with his right, then turned and walked towards his desk.

Turning around, I saw a very exquisite and familiar wooden box on the corner of the table.

"What, what is this?" he asked, pointing with a trembling finger.

Hearing the Sword Saint of Qinglang's unusually surprised tone, Qingfeng was a little confused.

"How could this disciple know that this is not Master's?"

The Azure Sword Saint remained silent for a long time.

He seemed to be suppressing some emotion as he slowly said, "Didn't I tell you to deliver a dark-colored box to your aunt?"

So why is this box still here?

So, which box was sent out?

Qingfeng: "Yes, I gave it to them."

"Which one did you give it to?" The Azure Sword Saint had a bad feeling.

Qingfeng thought for a moment and said, "It's the one in the hidden compartment. Didn't Master say it was a dark box for storing treasures? I thought treasures were usually hidden in hidden compartments, so I gave the one in the hidden compartment to Junior Aunt."

He analyzed it with the logic of a normal person, all in a very serious manner.

"What? You gave the box in the hidden compartment to your aunt?" The Azure Sword Saint's voice suddenly rose, clutching his chest as he nearly suffocated.

That kind of thing...

How could you give it to a young girl...?

The Azure Sword Saint closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt as if he were having a heart attack.

For a moment, I wanted to slap myself for being lazy, and I also wanted to give my pretentious, rebellious student a good whack.

Upon seeing this, Qingfeng immediately realized that the contents of the box were not simple.

He said with a serious face, "My junior aunt has only been gone for half a day. If I hurry up and catch up, I will definitely be able to get that box back."

After saying that, he turned and left.

"Stop right there!"

The Sword Saint of Qinglang hurriedly stopped Qingfeng and sighed deeply, "No need, it's not that important."

Qingfeng: "..."

If it's not important, why are you making such a fuss?

They're acting!

Is it possible that Alzheimer's patients experience such significant mood swings?

"What exactly is inside that box?" Qingfeng asked curiously.

"It's nothing, it's nothing." The Azure Sword Saint coughed twice and waved his hand, pretending to be calm.

Even if he's lived most of his life...

Even if he is knowledgeable and experienced...

Even if he is the head of a pavilion, his confidence shines brightly...

He also couldn't bring himself to shamelessly and calmly reveal to his direct disciples that it was a bottle—

Hehuan San (Albizia Powder).

"You mean, this might be a 'leg-stretching and eye-glaring pill'?" Gu An asked incredulously, repeating the question three times in a row, even putting down the melon seeds.

His expression was very complicated.

He was holding a small, exquisite porcelain bottle with unique patterns.

The people of southern Xinjiang are not only skilled in using Gu poison, but also quite knowledgeable about medicine. He only needed to sniff it lightly to know that it was a bottle...

Hehuan San!

Gu An felt a little confused.

No, are all sects this open these days?!

If you're not going to give gifts during holidays, then give aphrodisiac powder.

“Yes, I think even if it’s not the kind of pill that makes you stretch your legs and stare at your eyes, it should still be a bottle of miraculous medicine.” Shen Jiao didn’t notice anything amiss.

She nodded, an open, dark-colored box resting on her lap.

Gu An: "..."

This may not be a panacea, but it is certainly a wonderful medicine.

Shen Jiao remembered that her junior disciple Qingfeng said that her senior brother Qinglang had given her a box full of treasures.

I thought that, given Senior Brother Qinglang's personality, he would prepare a grand story of love, hate, and grudges throughout the sect's five thousand years of history for her.

Since she was bored on this long journey, she decided to browse through the books to pass the time.

I didn't expect it to be a bottle of medicine.

Although we don't know what kind of medicine it is, it must be something extraordinary that the Cloud Mist Sword Pavilion Master sent.

She had read many storybooks, and generally speaking, the medicine given was either an antidote that could cure all poisons or a life-saving medicine for someone who was on the verge of death.

This medicine bottle looks so nice; the medicine inside must be very useful!

Although the Southern Xinjiang Whip King is hailed as incredibly powerful and awesome in the martial arts world.

But Gu An himself was still a naive young man who hadn't traveled far from home many times.

He told Shen Jiao, somewhat embarrassed, that this was not a "leg-stretching and eye-glaring pill," but simply a bottle of "Hehuan San" (a traditional Chinese medicine for aphrodisiacs).

It's still the kind of quality you can't find on the market!

After much thought, Gu An could only offer a tactful reminder: "Friend, keep this kind of thing for yourself. Don't give it to others unless absolutely necessary!"

First, they fear others being slaughtered by tyrants; second, they fear tyrants slaughtering others.

Despite her subtle way of putting it, Gu An still blushed.

Fortunately, the strip of cloth above her eyes was tied right around her ears, so Shen Jiao didn't notice.

Shen Jiao thought that Gu An's subtext was to tell her that this medicine was very precious and should be used sparingly.

She understood the principle that money should be spent wisely, and that elixirs should be used to save lives.

Aside from talking about money, Shen Jiao was very generous at other times. "A friend for a day is a friend for life. Anyway, there are many pills in total. Don't worry, my friend. If you need them one day, I will give them to you without hesitation!"

Gu An: "..."

Wait, this thing can be shared?

He was short-sighted after all.

It turns out that it wasn't just the sects in the Great Yan that were open-minded; the people of the Great Yan were also quite open-minded.

I never imagined that the Yan Emperor, such a cruel and irritable person, would create such unrestrained and unconventional local customs.

He was amazed.

Gu An was so frightened that he jumped up and bumped into the roof of the car.

"This, this isn't right, I don't need it, I really don't need it."

Shen Jiao assumed Gu An was just embarrassed and said sincerely, "Life is full of surprises. Just because you don't need it now doesn't mean you won't need it in the future, right?"

Gu An covered the bump on his head, shivering: "That doesn't seem right either."

He suddenly missed Liang Heng eating watermelon next to him.

Why are you blushing?

Shen Jiao didn't think it was that hot today. "Are you shy? Why are you being so polite with me? I'll give you two right now!"

Gu An's pupils dilated, her face full of rejection: "I don't want to!"

Shen Jiao: "You want it!"

Gu An was on the verge of tears: "I really don't want to!"

Seeing this, Shen Jiao couldn't help but sigh, "Alas, kids these days are really too thin-skinned."

She poured two pills into Gu An's hand and said, "Take these. If you need more, just ask me."

"Take what?"

At the same time, Liang Heng, who had been driven off the carriage by the tyrant, lifted the curtain and walked in.

"nothing!"

"Leg-Stretching and Eye-Staring Pill!"

Gu An and Shen Jiao spoke in unison.