Poor Lady

Feng Zhan looked at the lively atmosphere in the hall, everyone was chatting and laughing, but he couldn't fit in, as if he was isolated.

The Feng family's relatives and friends gather together, and there are always various entertainments every year. Feng Zhan has been on foreign missions all the year round, but he is not very used to the customs of his hometown. In addition to the recent events, he is even more upset and just wants to find a quiet place to drink and drink.

After having another drink with the guests, he stood up, scolded his parents and walked out of the living room. Standing for a moment in the cold and quiet garden, Feng Zhan walked out of the house, walked out of the house all the way, walked alone in the darkness, and unknowingly walked to the house where Zhuo Fan lived temporarily.

The surrounding people were very lively, and laughter came from time to time, but Zhuo Fan's house was unusually quiet.

Is "he" not at home? Feng Zhan wanted to knock on the door, but thinking of Zhuo Fan's indifference to him, he decided to go directly over the wall. The walls of residential houses are generally only as high as one person, and they can be turned over with a single effort.

His feet landed on the snow, making a slight tread on the snow. Feng Zhan saw Zhuo Fan sitting on the stone steps outside the hall at a glance. "He" held the wine pot in his hands and put it on his knees, his head rested on the pot, his body shrunk into a ball, and his already thin body looked even more petite. .

On New Year's Eve, he was alone. Does "he" have no family?

Feng Zhan walked towards "him" slowly, and found that "he" suddenly raised his head, with tears in his eyes and a fragile look on his face. He hugged.

Feng Zhan's body froze, he stopped in place, looked down at the young man in his arms, and only felt a little worried.

"Zhuofan?" He called softly, but the young man leaned quietly in his arms as if he hadn't heard him, tears soaking his shirt.

Feng Zhan lowered his hand in midair slowly, embraced "him", and comforted him silently.

I don't know how long it took, a snowflake fell into the lapel, which made people shiver.

Feng Zhan patted him on the shoulder and broke the silence: "Zhuofan, are you okay? Let's go to the house first, the weather is cold, and staying in the hospital for a long time is easy to catch the cold."

The boy in his arms seemed to froze for a moment, looked up at him, his expression changed from dazed to astonished, and then backed away suddenly: "Why are you?"

Feng Zhan spread his hands and said helplessly, "I just wanted to come and see you. Who would have thought that I would be hugged by you as soon as I entered the yard. Who are you waiting for?"

Qi Surong was secretly annoyed, did she have a problem with drinking? Actually mistaken him for Jin Yun.

"How do you know that I live here, and you sent someone to follow me?"

"Sorry, you always reject me, so I have to act on my own." Feng Zhan said as he walked into the house.

"Wait, I didn't plan to entertain you." Qi Surong quickly followed and stopped him at the door, "Today is New Year's Eve, you are not at home with your parents, what are you doing here with me?"

"You also know that today is New Year's Eve, so be happy? Come and drink with me." Feng Zhan turned a blind eye to the expression on "his" face, and took "his" by the shoulders and brought "him" into the house middle.

Qi Surong broke away from his hand, took a few steps back, and said displeasedly, "The poor house is so poor that I can't afford to entertain Lord Feng, and I ask you to hold your feet high and leave my house."

Feng Zhan sat on the kang to himself, then patted the table and said with a smile, "Don't be like this, aren't you alone? I've come here, isn't it too heartless to drive people like this?"

Qi Surong stood motionless and looked at him quietly.

Feng Zhan picked up the warm wine on the charcoal fire and poured himself a glass, obviously intending to hang on to the end.

Qi Surong hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat cross-legged opposite Feng Zhan.

"Zhuofan, where is your home, do you have any relatives at home?" Feng Zhan asked.

"Of course there is."

"Then why don't you go home in the new year?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Qi Surong turned her face away and looked out the window.

Feng Zhan stared at "his" profile and asked again, "Is it because of Gu Jinyun that you are so indifferent to me?"

Qi Surong was startled, she wanted to veto it, but she changed her mind and said, "Yes, Brother Gu and his wife are both missing now, it must have something to do with you."

Feng Zhan smiled bitterly: "It really has something to do with me."

Qi Surong didn't expect him to admit it, and was quite surprised, and said, "What have you done? Where are they now?"

"I don't know either." Feng Zhan sighed, "You may not believe it. I am very puzzled about what I have done in the past three or four months. If you do it, you will do it. It's a big mistake, and it can't be undone. Now I just hope that they are safe, otherwise I will definitely feel guilty for the rest of my life."

"He...their whereabouts, you really don't know?" Qi Surong confirmed reluctantly.

"I don't know." Feng Zhan said solemnly, "I took Su Rong away from Gu Jinyun, but I failed to keep her. When I sent someone to look for her, both of them disappeared. They must have met other people. Accident."

"Other accidents?" Qi Surong muttered to herself. Although Feng Zhan's words could not be completely believed, she felt that this matter might not really be what he did.

"Zhuofan," Feng Zhan said suddenly, "Aren't you good at divination? Why do divinations?"

Qi Surong was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly in her heart. She really shot herself in the foot with a stone. How could she know any divination techniques?

Wait, although she can't, her master can! Qi Surong's eyes lit up, and she scolded herself for being stupid, but she forgot about the big Buddha, her master, and waited for so long. Thinking about it carefully, the master must have already calculated it, but he has not mentioned any points, which shows that Jin Yun's survival is very feasible. Otherwise, the master would not let her be busy with her work, spending money and effort, apparently thinking that what she did was not meaningless.

Thinking of this, Qi Surong suddenly became enlightened, and there was a bit of joy between her brows, such as the blooming of cold plums, which was instantly moving.

Feng Zhan watched in a daze, and the familiar throbbing hit his heart again. The young man in front of him, like Su Rong, has the qualities that attract him. From the first time he saw Su Rong when he was a child, he deeply engraved her in his heart, and he has been in love with her for many years, and it has never changed. He fell in love with Su Rong at first sight, and also for the young man in front of him...

Feng Zhan's heart jumped, and he was a little flustered. Although the appearance and temperament of the two are similar, but the gender is completely different, how could he have feelings for them at the same time? What's more tragic is that both of them are people he can't get, Su Rong is married as a wife, and Zhuo Fan is a man...

"How? Did you figure it out?" Feng Zhan asked in order to dispel his terrifying thoughts.

"Well, there are some eyebrows." Qi Surong looked at him, his face softened a little, "Thank you for reminding."

"What's there to be thankful for? After all, this matter started because of me. If I can find them, I at least have a chance to make up for it."

"I don't think they need you to make up for anything." Qi Surong said calmly, "as long as you don't harm them anymore."

"I'm very jealous of Gu Jinyun, and I'm not willing to choose him instead of me." Feng Zhan leaned on the kang and said lightly, "I remember that you calculated a marriage for me. ''Infatuation can't be left, I'll be alone in vain', these two sentences assert that I will stay alone for the rest of my life, and now it seems that it has come true."

"This statement is wrong." Qi Surong said, "Now that you have a beautiful wife, how can you live alone?"

"But you should know that this marriage is not what I want."

"A gentleman does what he does and what he does not do. Now that they are married, they should support each other, understand each other, and help each other. As a man, you cannot be without responsibility. If your wife is not at fault, you should respect her and love her, not Blame her everywhere and hate her. When you married her, maybe you were forced to help, but it was also a decision you made by yourself." Qi Surong said slowly, "When I helped you count your marriage, I also said, 'You can't ask for it. Well, it's better to take a small step back', Big Brother Feng, if you give up a hopeless relationship, you may be able to reap other surprises. Why don't you try it?"

Feng Zhan looked at "him" steadily, holding the wine glass and motionless.

Qi Surong was a little uncomfortable when he saw it. At this moment, firecrackers were blaring outside the house, and the dark night sky was illuminated, colorful and lively.

When the time passes, it is a new year.

When the sound of firecrackers faded away, Qi Surong said, "It's getting late, it's time for you to go back."

Feng Zhan said slowly, "Can I still come?"

"If I refuse, will you not come?" Qi Surong asked back.

Feng Zhan laughed and regained his former look, got up and said, "If that's the case, then leave."

He turned around and walked out. As soon as he reached the door, he felt dizzy. He quickly supported the door frame and barely fell.

Seeing this, Qi Surong took a few steps forward: "What's the matter?"

"It's alright." Feng Zhan calmed down and continued to walk out, but before he got out of the yard, he fell headfirst into the snow.

"Feng Zhan!" Qi Surong quickly walked over to check, but saw that he had fallen into a coma.

I had no choice but to drag the man back to the house and let him lie down on the kang. It's the middle of the night during the New Year's Eve, and I can't find a doctor to visit.

She probed his forehead and breath with her hand, and there seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary. Qi Surong frowned, thinking whether she should go to the family and report a letter and ask them to pick him up? But she really didn't want to have contact with the Feng family, they would definitely question her, and it would be very troublesome to explain, and it would be easy to cause extra troubles.

Forget it, let him sleep here for one night and make plans tomorrow.

Qi Surong brought him a quilt and helped him fix it. Although there is resentment towards him, he cannot be allowed to have an accident in his own home.

After placing Feng Zhan, Qi Surong also went back to the room to rest.

In the middle of the night, everything was quiet. Feng Zhan, who was in a drowsiness, suddenly opened his eyes, touched his forehead and sat up, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a quirky smile. Looking up and looking around for a moment, his eyes finally fell on the door of the room where Qi Surong was.

"It's really stupid. What I want, I give up again and again." Feng Zhan whispered disdainfully.

In the early morning of the next day, Qi Surong woke up from her sleep, tidying up a little, and after making sure that there was no flaw, she walked out of the room to check on Feng Zhan's condition, only to find that he had woken up and was sitting on the kang drinking.

"How are you?" Qi Surong asked, "Why did you suddenly pass out yesterday?"

Feng Zhan touched his chest and said, "It's probably a poison attack."

"Toxic?" Qi Surong was taken aback, "Are you poisoned?"

Feng Zhan shrugged: "Yes, thanks to Gu Jinyun."

Qi Surong heard Feng Zhan say before that Jin Yun also poisoned him.

"He poisoned you? What poison?"

"I don't know. Anyway, it happens every few days. I've been to many doctors, but I can't cure it."

"Could it be life-threatening?"

"Of course. According to what Jiao Jinyun said, I don't think there is much time left to live."

Qi Surong was silent, speechless for a moment.

Seeing 'he' like this, Feng Zhan showed an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth, and then said sternly, "I poisoned him before, but now it's even a life."

"You don't have to be too pessimistic, this poison may not have no solution." Qi Surong was in a complicated mood at this time, resentful and unbearable. After all, they had known each other since childhood and had a strong friendship, and he was kind to her. If Feng Zhan's previous temperament changed drastically, it was really a disease, and it would be excusable. As long as Jin Yun is safe and sound, she can ignore anything.

Qi Surong thought, anyway, she is going to Yunwu Mountain to find a master, why don't she take Feng Zhan over by the way and let the master diagnose him. With the master's supernatural powers, even if the emperor came in person, he would not be able to do anything.

After making up his mind, Qi Surong said, "Well, I'm going to see someone today. He may have a way to detoxify you. You might as well go with me."

"Oh?" Feng Zhan asked curiously, "Who is so powerful?"

"You'll know when you go." Qi Surong didn't want to say more, turned around to get some water to wash up, walked to the door and turned back, "Do you remember to report a letter to your family, lest they think something happened to you?"

Feng Zhan smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern."

Looking at Zhuo Fan's figure disappearing at the door, Feng Zhan was in a good mood.

After the two of them groomed themselves and ate some breakfast, they hired a carriage to go to Yunwu Mountain.

In the carriage, Feng Zhan sat next to Qi Surong, leaning in his ear from time to time to speak, with an intimate demeanor.

Because of the way he dresses up as a man, Qi Surong can't be too obvious, so he can only stay away from him as much as possible.

At this time, the carriage was bumpy, and Feng Zhan covered his chest with a pained expression.

Qi Surong didn't help him, just stretched out his hand to prevent him from falling.

Feng Zhan suddenly grabbed her arm, as if using her strength to stabilize her body. The carriage turned upside down again, and he pulled Qi Surong down with force in his hands, and the two rolled into a ball.

"Ah!" Qi Surong knocked the back of her head on the wooden board, feeling dizzy for a while, and there was another man on her body, making it difficult to breathe.

Whether it was intentional or not, when Feng Zhan fell on top of her, his lips brushed against her chin.

"Get up quickly!" Qi Surong pushed him hard.

Feng Zhanchong didn't seem to hear it. He buried his head beside her neck and groaned in pain. Most of his body weight was on her, so she couldn't move.

The two were in close contact, and their postures were ambiguous. Qi Surong didn't know what to do, and her cheeks flushed with anger.

"You..." She turned her head, wanting to tell him to move away, not wanting Feng Zhan to suddenly raise his head, their lips just pressed together.

Feng Zhan's eyes darkened, he pretended to be poisonous, and bit her lip. Qi Surong let out a pained cry, and his tongue poked in.

Qi Surong turned her face away suddenly and said angrily, "What are you doing?"

Feng Zhan didn't pay any attention to it at all, just pretended to be in pain, ate a pass of tofu on top of her, and reluctantly moved away.

Seeing him fall to one side, Qi Surong immediately got up and stepped away, covering his mouth, staring at Feng Zhan suspiciously.

Feng Zhan said weakly, "Sorry, I didn't mean to offend."

Qi Surong didn't say a word.

He added: "Anyway, it's all men. It's a big deal to let you kiss back next time."

Qi Surong turned her head away and stopped looking at him with a cold face.

Feng Zhan lay on the floor and licked the corner of his mouth with his tongue. Well, it tastes good, no wonder "he" can't forget it? This young man is slender, very comfortable to hold, his skin is smooth, and his expression like anger and anger is really seductive.

Qi Surong is married as a married woman, and she has to spend a lot of time if she wants to have a good time, but Zhuo Fan is different. He is a man, and even if he gets married in the future, it will not hinder him. There are many opportunities for them to meet, and they can have fun with them at any time. But he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry. He wanted to try to seduce him first. If he could get his heart, it would be a matter of course.

Two hours later, the carriage arrived at the foot of Yunwu Mountain, Feng Zhan took the initiative to pay the money, and then followed Zhuo Fan up the mountain.

He looked around, secretly guessing that there would be some masters on this cloudy mountain? What is the relationship between Zhuo Fan and this person?

But after a while, the two reached the middle of the mountain. There was a small mountain village. The place where Yunyouzi lived was in the northeast corner of the small mountain village. This place was originally used for hunters to rest.

"Master." Qi Surong shouted from outside the door, but after a long time no response, he pushed open and entered, the room was empty.

"He probably went out, let's wait in the yard." Qi Surong asked Feng Zhan to sit in the yard, while he went to the kitchen to boil water.

Feng Zhan frowned as he looked at the dilapidated wooden house in front of him. It was hard to imagine that an expert would live in such a dilapidated place. The slums in the capital were more tidy and spacious than here.

He did not know that Yunyouzi had just arrived here, and he was not familiar with the villagers, so naturally there was no one to help him rest in the house.

Qi Surong boiled water, brewed tea, and waited in the courtyard with Feng Zhan.

Feng Zhan casually picked up the teacup and took a sip, then a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, looking at the tea in the cup, the color of the tea was fresh and tender, the tea was clear, and the aroma was pleasant. He has traveled to many countries, and he considers himself to be well-informed, but he has never drunk such high-quality tea.

"What kind of tea is this?" Feng Zhan asked.

Qi Surong replied: "Qingwu tea is made by the master here, Yun Youzi, and it is unique in the world."

"It's really different." Ordinary tea is fragrant, but it is not as refreshing and refreshing as this tea.

After tasting this tea, Feng Zhan put away his contempt and became really curious about this Master Yunyouzi.