Chapter 111 Talking about Heroes

If you suddenly see someone sitting by your bed in the middle of the night, it is undoubtedly a great test of the person's mental strength.

If this person is a ghost with a bloody head, a big bloody mouth, and a weird and scary smile, it will be a fatal kill. People with weak willpower will faint completely on the spot and will never see the sun the next day again.

But what if the person sitting next to your bed is a beauty as unique as the spring flowers and autumn moon?

Wuqing had never experienced this before, and no one had taught him how to deal with it.

After seeing the face that was still shining under the faint moonlight, the captain's face suddenly became much redder, and the tips of his ears were so red that they seemed to be dripping with blood. The icy touch in his hand, like top-grade jade, was suddenly magnified countless times.

He subconsciously loosened his grip on the wrist and seemed to jump up from the bed immediately.

The released hand gently pressed on his chest, through a layer of underwear, like the first ice flower in winter, exciting Wuqing so much that he couldn't help trembling his eyelashes, and flapped his wings in panic like a frightened butterfly.

He smelled a rich, cold floral scent.

It was a flower he had never seen before.

It is a flower that only blooms in ice and snow, so cold and withered that people will shiver even if they watch it from a distance.

"Good boy, don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person."

She is not human either.

The Grand Duchess, with roses blooming at the corners of her eyes, smiled to herself twice and gently stroked the slightly upturned corners of the child's eyes with her slender fingers. She did not take the young man's shy resistance and vigilance to heart, just like an elder doting on a cub, all the child's behavior could be tolerated and forgiven.

This is what good kids deserve.

She lowered her eyes to look at the legs that were covered mercilessly in the quilt, and spoke with a touch of tenderness: "Do you still feel anything in your legs?"

There are tiny differences between the worlds. These differences may not seem like much to the agents, but when viewed from the perspective of the entire world, they can be seen as a butterfly effect.

In some worlds, the ruthless legs are not seriously damaged to the point of death, and there is a certain chance that they can be saved by human medical technology.

This is very important. After all, Tarona's healing method is very hardcore. If these ruthless legs still have some feeling, she can take it slowly like she did with Su Mengzhen, instead of rushing it like in the first world.

Ah, it’s so small and adorable.

At this moment, the Great Witch, whose filter was not much lower than before, secretly sighed that raising children was really addictive. She could completely understand the feelings of the [Blood Grudge Nun].

Theseus: ...

There is no need to understand this kind of thing.

Bathed in such *eyes, so emotionless and indifferent that he couldn't adapt, he could already clearly feel his ears burning.

His Adam's apple moved rapidly a few times, and the captain could no longer hold on, and turned away with a slightly red face.

He didn't know where to look, and it seemed that wherever he looked was wrong, and ultimately he could only fall on a dark point of nothingness.

The woman in front of him was too strong, so strong that all his resistance was like hitting cotton, neither effective nor able to hurt him in return.

Wuqing hesitated, but finally took his hand away from the machine.

Even if the alarm was sounded at this moment, and the uncle and Leng Xue who stayed behind in the mansion came together, they would still be unable to defeat this sudden "guest" even if they were outnumbered three by one.

What on earth is she doing here, being such a powerful person?

Just... to see him? To ask about his legs?

The leader of the Four Famous Constables, who was famous for his wits and strategies, couldn't understand why the woman in front of him waited patiently for him for as long as he had been thinking. This gentle and indulgent look...

Wuqing pursed his lips and said, "I still have some consciousness."

It's really a little.

Only when it was extremely painful could he feel his legs very slightly, but... well, it would be better if he didn't have this little feeling. It only made him more deeply aware of how crippled his legs were.

Over the years, his uncle has been looking for famous doctors to try to cure his crippled legs, but he has been repeatedly failed and disappointed.

In the end, he no longer had any expectations. This was how his life would be like. He had long been accustomed to life in a wheelchair.

It’s a little funny to say, after repeated failures and disappointments, the saddest person is not himself.

Wuqing had repeatedly advised Zhuge Zhengwo to give up looking for a famous doctor for him. It would be as difficult to cure his crippled legs as it was to heal bones. Insisting on doing so would only be a waste of time and energy.

But Zhu Ge Zheng and I always comforted him, saying that there is always a way out, the world is so big, and maybe the miracle doctor will be the next one.

This was done for many years, but to no avail.

Wuqing had long since given up on it, and he also hoped that his uncle and the others could let go of this impossible obsession as soon as possible, it was not worth it.

The young man said this in a calm tone, but the voice in his heart said otherwise. He buried all his disappointment and tiny expectations in the deepest part of his heart, even deceiving himself.

Who doesn’t want to be healthy and sound?

A good body cannot be bought with a ton of money.

The pity in the scarlet beauty's eyes grew stronger. She reached out her hand again, ignoring the young man's shy attempt to evade, and touched his head firmly but tenderly: "My poor child, don't be sad. I will help you stand up again."

Without waiting for Wuqing to be surprised, she reached back with her other hand and pulled out a palm-length glass bottle from the dark air. It was filled with a crystal liquid that looked like melted amber. Upon closer inspection, there were also dim starlight twinkling in it, which seemed like a dream, not real.

"Your health is too poor, you need to nourish yourself first. Come on, Wuqing, drink it. When you are well, I will heal your leg."

This sounds too much like coaxing a child.

As she spoke, the Scarlet Beauty used her thumb to push open the lid of the glass bottle and was about to feed the unknown liquid inside into Wuqing's mouth.

"Wait, wait! I... wait, um!"

Wuqing was startled at once, and no longer cared about the taboos between men and women, and reached out his hand to stop it in panic.

However--

He had never imagined that someone could be so strong!

He was a man after all, but he was subdued by the scarlet beauty in front of him with just one hand!

She could even use the hand that was restraining him to pry open his mouth!

His clenched teeth were easily pushed open by the thumb wrapped in a dark red velvet glove. Only the bottle mouth, as thick as an index finger, pressed against his tongue to prevent him from resisting. The sweet liquid rushed into his throat all at once. It tasted a bit like tea, but also like the honey soup that his daughter loved.

Strangely, Wuqing, who was so slow to swallow, was not bitten once.

Your mother loves you, but mother’s love is like a mountain. When it surges, it is worse than a landslide, making people overwhelmed and unable to defend themselves, and it does not give the thin-skinned good child any time to react.

The core of [Grand Duchess Rose] is as strong as that of [Blood Nun]. She is rational, gentle, and domineering at the same time.

Wuqing has been trying his best to resist, he really has tried his best.

The cool liquid flowing over the tip of the tongue slid down the throat, slowly becoming warm, and the next moment it was so hot that it was almost scalding. Before I could even blink, this slightly excessive heat quickly spread from the throat to every part of my body.

His body, which had been cold and ruthless for nearly thirty years, warmed up for the first time. The chill that had tormented him all the time in the past was forcefully driven out. He seemed to hear the sound of blood surging, his curled up intestines slowly stretched out, and his numb legs also gave him a faint illusion of revival.

Before he could catch himself from the illusion in shock, a surge of sleepiness swept over him like a tsunami. His vision suddenly became blurred, and the sounds in his ears seemed to be covered by a veil, as if they were echoing in another space.

"Go to sleep, good boy... Have a good sleep, I'll come to see you during the day, have a good dream."

The corners of his eyes were lightly brushed by icy fingers, and his thick eyelashes trembled uncontrollably. He struggled hard against the sudden sleepiness. He still had many questions that remained unanswered. For the first time, the wise and resourceful captain felt so helpless and powerless.

But, I don't feel unwilling, and I don't know why my heart is so calm.

He was wrapped in invisible warmth, and even the dust floating under the moonlight was whispering to him——

Don't be afraid.

She is safe.

She can be trusted.

She will protect him.

[Sleep, sleep, my lovely child who is as lovable as the moon lotus.]

[Sleep, sleep, the door to a peaceful dream opens.]

[My lovable child who is as tender as the moon lotus, no matter how much you stretch out or how much you fall asleep, your mother is your solid fortress, your mother is your sharpest sword.]

[Sleep, sleep, there is warmth in dreams.]

This profound language from ancient times can no longer be studied. Humans cannot understand it, but strangely they can understand its meaning. It is a lullaby that a mother sings for her child.

Still those red eyes full of love, they looked tenderly at the young man who was holding on to his last bit of will, just like an ordinary mother looking at her child.

She sighed, "Go to sleep, Wuqing, see you tomorrow."

——The darkness came over him, drowning the last bit of his strong will.

He closed his eyes ruthlessly, and was embraced by the sweet dreamland. The cold yet intoxicating fragrance of flowers permeated every wisp of the warm spring breeze surrounding the dreamland, bringing him into a deeper dream world.

It is magnificent, gorgeous and warm there, and it is a scene that is impossible to see in this world.

Someone gave him the dream of a long-lost child.

This was the best sleep he had had in nearly thirty years.

…

[--drop.]

[——The current synchronization rate between Officer Tarona and Grand Duchess Rose is 23.88%.]

Theseus clicked off the prompt box. He was now sure.

The influence of the crazy maternal love buff of [Blood Nun] still exists, although it is very weak, and now it is integrated with the similar settings of [Rose Grand Duchess], thereby activating Tarona's Schrodinger's ethereal maternal love.

He recalled the message the psychiatrist had sent him and couldn't help shaking his head. His partner must not have gone for a follow-up check-up and was just being perfunctory.

This time he didn't rush to submit the report. He had to take Tarona for a follow-up check-up in person. He was already spiritually injured, and it would be even worse if he had some psychological problems.

Take small problems seriously too!

Tarona didn't know that she would be taken to the psychological department for a re-examination by her partner. After meeting this ruthless man and confirming that his legs could be treated gently, the witch happily returned to the Golden Wind and Rain Tower.

She was suddenly gone, and Su Mengzhen fell into a deep sleep for some reason. Yang Wuxie was in a panic and asked Doctor Shu to treat the host. The final result puzzled him.

After taking the pulse, Doctor Shu was immediately overjoyed and said that the poison that the OP had been poisoned with a few days ago had been cured, and even the illness that had plagued the OP for a long time without treatment had been cured. In the long run, a complete cure would not be a problem!

Yang Wuxie was stunned on the spot, his face looked like crying and laughing, his mind was in a mess. After finally sending Doctor Shu, who was holding his hand and asking him if he had invited a mysterious doctor, away, he stood in front of the master's bed and suddenly could no longer hold back, sobbing with his hands covering his mouth, tears streaming down his face.

Miracle doctor? There is no such thing as a miracle doctor. There is only a terrifying being who can make people shudder at the mere sight of him.

Great, the OP is saved!

Yang Wuxie cried for a long time before he remembered to wipe his tears. He carefully tucked the quilt for the sleeping host, then walked out quietly and closed the door.

The cool moonlight sprinkled on the earth, casting irregular silhouettes through the dense treetops. The discordant chirping of insects jumped in the grass, and the colorful fish in the pond swam leisurely. It turned out that this courtyard was so full of vitality.

Yang Wuxie stood in the yard for a long time. He thought, if all this has a price, then let him pay for the owner of the building.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly. Su Mengzhen slept until noon. The moment he sat up from the bed, he felt that all the shackles that had previously bound his limbs, inside and outside his body had been removed. The stagnation between the ups and downs also disappeared without a trace. He felt as happy as if he had been reborn.

That cup of tea...

Su Mengzhen was silent for a long time and let out a long sigh.

He owes a huge favor.

I pushed the door open and looked downstairs, and saw two "people" sitting at the stone table in the yard.

One of them was the scarlet beauty to whom he owed a great favor, and the other was wrapped in silver-white armor and wearing a blood-red cloak, with even his eyes not showing. He looked tall and strong, so he should be a man.

He stood behind the Scarlet Beauty, his back straight, his face motionless, holding an exquisite red umbrella to block the sunlight for the Scarlet Beauty who was drinking tea elegantly.

There was a man standing outside the gate...

Su Mengzhen was stunned for a moment, then squinted his eyes and read it again.

Why does that person look so much like someone from the palace?

It doesn't just look like it, it is!

Behind that person, Yang Wuxie waved to his host who finally woke up, meaning: Host, ancestor! The imperial decree came! We have been waiting for this for quite some time!

Su Mengzhen was startled and quickly walked down from the upstairs to meet the messenger from the palace.

He hadn't taken a few steps when he heard a crisp knocking sound. He stopped and looked in the direction of the sound. It turned out that the beautiful woman with a circle of dark red roses blooming at her feet was holding a small spoon and knocking on the empty teacup.

"Come and drink your tea."

The exquisite teapot was still placed on the stone table. Yang Wuxie did not dare to touch it, and the falling dust did not stain it at all.

Su Mengzhen hesitated for a moment, then turned his head to look at the messenger who was standing in front of the courtyard gate, bowing his head and saying nothing. He immediately turned around and walked over. He sat down in the same place as yesterday, reached out to pour himself a cup of tea, and drank it in a few big gulps like drinking wine.

After finishing the tea, Su Mengzhen coughed lightly and asked, "Sir, do you know where this angel came from?"

Seeing Wuxie so anxious, the messenger from the palace must have come with an imperial decree. However, the messenger who brought the imperial edict stood respectfully outside the door without even a word of urging, just waiting for him to wake up.

Could he then understand that the government already knew of this person's existence?

The Grand Duchess, who was enjoying afternoon tea, did not answer his question, but said: "Hyatisha, my name. According to your human custom, you can call me Lady He."

Grand Duchess Rose's last name is the name of her country. It is too long and difficult to understand when translated into human language, so it is better to use the first phonetic transliteration of her name directly.

Your Excellency, Your Excellency, it sounds so distant.

They are all her temporary adopted children, so she should be closer to them.

Su Mengzhen wrote down the slightly difficult-to-pronounce full name and readily responded: "Madam He."

Tarona nodded with satisfaction, and then dropped a bomb on the unprepared Su Louzhu: "The one who wants to see you is not Zhao Ji, but Zhao Kuangyin. He is in great need of people, so just tell the truth when he asks you something."

Su Mengzhen:……

Su Mengzhen:???

Sumeng Pillow:!!!

The wise and intelligent owner of the Jinfengxiyu building was stunned for a moment. The expression on his face froze for a moment, and there was an inexplicable sense of stupidity in his look.

Who? Who is looking for him?

The witch's heart was filled with compassion, and she repeated softly: "Zhao Kuangyin, your Taizu Gaohuangdi."

The imperial palace was already completely under the control of Zhao Kuangyin, but the former dynasty was not yet stable, so Tarona cast a spell of confusion on Zhao Kuangyin. In front of people he did not trust, he still appeared to be Zhao Ji.

Zhu Ge Zhengwo and Su Mengzhen's reputations are well-known not only to the whole world but also to everyone in the capital. They are already on Zhao Kuangyin's trusted list.

It was obvious that Zhao Kuangyin was very anxious. It was only the first day, but he couldn't wait to summon people to the palace. After a period of time, when he had completely controlled the former dynasty, would he lead the army himself?

Su Mengzhen followed the messenger away in a daze. His confused look for the first time in her life made the Great Witch laugh. She was worried that Zhao Kuangyin would pull him aside and say that he had not had time to eat the previous day, so she asked the palace maid who came forward to greet her to bring the cakes she had prepared, which would be just right for filling her stomach when the time came.

There was another box on the table, which she had prepared for Wuqing.

Wuqing drank the potion later than Su Mengzhen. He wasn't awake yet, so it was just the right time for her to finish her afternoon tea.

Oh, I heard that Leng Xue is also in the Shenhou Mansion. I wonder if Leng Xue in this world is also a little wolf cub pretending to be cool.