Chapter 2248 The Miao Youth Loves Me 10
There was no way Nan Yixing would expose himself in front of others right now, so he stopped talking about being lost.
He squatted down and placed the little fox on the moss next to the boundary marker.
The moonlight shines through the gaps in the trees, casting a cold glow on the silver needles.
Nan Yixing twisted the medicine powder with his fingertips and bandaged the little fox's wound with swift movements to stop the bleeding.
Jinchen simply sat on the ground, cross-legged on one side, his elbows resting on his knees, his chin lazily resting on his palms, his purple eyes reflecting Nan Yixing's focused profile.
"Brother, you have a kind heart," Jin Chen suddenly spoke, his voice a little softer than usual, "Please love me too."
Nan Yixing didn't even raise his head, his hands didn't stop moving, and his tone still had some of the coldness from before.
"When the young master's red snake bit someone, he didn't look like he needed any pain at all."
How vindictive.
Jinchen chuckled, suddenly reached out and grabbed Nan Yixing's wrist where he had just put down the silver needle, and pressed his fingers on his pulse.
Nan Yixing wanted to pull his hand back, but stopped suddenly when he touched the disordered pulse.
He looked carefully in the moonlight and discovered that Jinchen's forehead was covered with cold sweat and his lips were much paler than usual.
"what happened?"
Nan Yixing held Jinchen's shoulders and his voice became slightly deeper.
Jinchen leaned over and rested his forehead on the crook of his neck.
"It's Jinque," Jinchen's voice was muffled in his shoulder, "He's having an attack again."
Nan Yixing suddenly realized that there seemed to be an invisible thread that tightly connected the pain of the two brothers.
He could only give Jinchen an acupuncture injection to relieve the pain.
When the silver needle gently pierced the acupuncture point, Jinchen's body visibly relaxed and his forehead rested on Nan Yixing's shoulder.
The hot air from the boy's breath brushed across the side of his neck, with a hint of coquettishness.
"Brother's needlework is really good."
Nan Yixing looked down at him. Jinchen's face looked frighteningly pale under the moonlight.
His heart suddenly softened.
No matter how dangerous it is, at this moment he is just a teenager who can cry out in pain.
"How long has it been hurting?"
Nan Yixing lowered his voice and pressed his fingers on Jinchen's wrist, and could feel the disordered pulse.
He was clearly asking about tonight.
Jinchen shook her head, her hair brushing across Nan Yixing's chin, but she said, "I can't remember."
"Anyway, every time that guy gets sick, I feel pain here."
He pointed to his heart, his usual smile still on his face, but it seemed particularly forced.
Nan Yixing looked at him and felt that he was being pretentious, but he still sighed and said, "I'll go help Jinque with acupuncture."
"At least it will allow you to..."
Before he could finish his words, Jinchen suddenly grabbed his wrist and said, "Don't go."
Although he was brutal and overbearing, his voice was rarely serious. "It's useless. You are not allowed to treat him."
The red snake crawled over at some point and coiled docilely at the two men's feet.
Jinchen leaned into Nan Yixing's arms and muttered, "It would be more helpful if you could hold me for a while."
The night wind blew through the treetops, bringing the noise from the distant camp.
Nan Yixing looked down at the person in his arms and could only give up. He placed his palm on Jinchen's arm and slowly massaged the acupoints.
The boy's tense back gradually relaxed.
"Do you feel better?"
Jinchen used his spiritual power to suppress the effects of the poison, and the pain in his meridians disappeared.
He raised his head, a cunning light flashing in his eyes, and the fragility just now seemed like an illusion.
"much better."
Jinchen stood up and leaned close to Nan Yixing's ear. His warm breath made Nan Yixing's ears feel hot.
"Brother, you look so nice when you feel sorry for me."
Nan Yixing: “…”
[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 18! 】
The two returned to the camp, and no one mentioned whether Nan Yixing deliberately went to the edge of the forbidden area.
Jinchen was helped by Nan Yixing into the tent to rest.
When He Mo Ning lifted the tent curtain and came in, he saw Jin Chen curled up in a wolfskin mattress, with the red snake hanging listlessly on the ceiling of the tent.
"Brother Jinque asked for the medicinal porridge." He Mo Ning opened the lid of the bowl. A few wolfberries were floating on the snow-white porridge, and a sweet aroma mixed with the smell of herbs wafted out.
Nan Yixing frowned slightly, reached out to test the temperature of the edge of the bowl, and tapped the rim of the bowl lightly with his fingertips.
"Take it and throw it away."
He Mo Ning frowned: "Big Brother, this porridge contains ice grass and snow fungus, which are best for nourishing the heart meridian..."
Fan Ruoxi's low voice came from the next tent, "Brother Jinque is quite good to the young master... Ouch."
Before he could finish his words, Shanman's big hand covered his mouth.
The sturdy young man winked at Nan Yixing and shook his head to indicate that he should not give it to the young master.
"I said, pour it out."
Nan Yixing's voice was soft, but it caused the temperature in the tent to drop suddenly.
Jinchen turned over in the mattress, and the red snake's tail swept over, causing the clay bowl to fall to the ground with a thud.
The brown porridge splashed onto the carpet and was quickly absorbed, leaving only a few wolfberries in the corners.
He Mo Ning squatted on the ground to clean up the spilled medicinal porridge, his fingertips stained with the sticky soup.
He suddenly raised his head and said in a very low voice, "Big Brother, isn't it too much for the young master to treat his own brother like this?"
Nan Yixing paused while wiping the silver needle, "He Mo Ning."
The three words were neither light nor heavy, but they made He Mo Ning purse his lips immediately.
He lowered his head and continued to pick up the broken porcelain pieces, "I'm sorry, Big Brother."
There was a hint of reluctance in his voice.
Before He Mo Ning could say anything, Shan Man came in and pulled him out by his sleeve.
The night wind outside the tent was blowing up sparks. Jinchen sat up and looked at the porridge stains on the ground.
Some sweetness can be fatal.
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At daybreak, everyone went to practice Gu.
As soon as the morning mist dissipated, Jinchen dragged Nan Yixing to the stream.
The young man walked over the slippery pebbles, the hem of his red gauze dress swept away the dewdrops on the tips of the grass, and silver bells jingled with his steps.
"Brother, look at this seven-petal lotus," he bent down and pushed aside the bushes.
Nan Yixing squatted down to check and saw the medicine hoe hitting the rocks in the stream, splashing water.
Jinchen took the opportunity to stuff a few wild mint plants into his backpack.
As the sun rose higher, the cicadas in the woods became noisier. Jinchen played with the herb and had no intention of looking for the poisonous insect.
Nan Yixing wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked in confusion, "Are you not in a hurry to make Gu?"
Jinchen was teasing a spotted butterfly with a grass stem and blinked when he heard this.
"It's so rare to be alone with my brother."
Seeing Nan Yixing helpless and speechless, he smiled and added, "Well, I just haven't met any bugs that I like."
The gurgling stream reflected the young man's swinging silver bell.
He walked over to Nan Yixing, the sunlight filtering through the gaps between the leaves, casting mottled shadows on his handsome and enchanting face.
"What kind of poison does the young master want to make?" Nan Yixing took a half step back calmly.
Jinchen's eyes suddenly lit up, and he pushed Nan Yixing to a big rock, "How about the love Gu?"
He gently stroked Nan Yixing's cheek and said, "Grow one for me."
Nan Yixing narrowed his eyes, suddenly turned his hand and pressed the man against the stone, his voice gentle but with a warning.
"Don't do anything that will get you killed."
Not only did Jinchen not struggle, but he put his arms around Nan Yixing's waist, bringing the two closer together.
"It doesn't matter if you don't plant it. Anyway..." He put his hand on Nan Yixing's shoulder and rubbed his nose against his neck. "Brother can't run away anymore."
