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Wen Wan felt that his words might be too straightforward, and hurriedly said: "Uncle, don't mind me, I'm just joking."

Bai Yan Tang shook his head, "Not a joke. I agree with you." If I was willing to beat him up, I wouldn't have let him have such a temper. "

Wen Wan said: "He is just a young naughty, seeking a strict teacher to teach him, so his temperament will naturally change."

"I can't be a strict father. Now I have to find a strict teacher for him."

"Actually." Wen Wan hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "I may be about to accept a disciple, but if uncle insists on letting me take Bai Luo as my disciple and has someone to accompany me, then I have a reason not to protect him."

"You're going to take in a disciple?" When did this happen? How come I've never heard you mention it? "

Wen Wan's finger rubbed against his nose with some force, and he hurriedly put his hand down. "Actually it was yesterday's matter. I'm still waiting for his reply."

"Since you haven't answered, then there's no need to rush. "In fact, if you think about it carefully, it's better to send Luo'er to a safe place."

Wen Wan blinked. "Since uncle wants to look for a good teacher, why don't you help me look out for a suitable master for second brother?"

"You didn't agree to the task I entrusted to you, and now you want me to help you find a master?"

Wen Wan threw up his hands. "It's not that I'm afraid of being tired, it's just that I'm afraid of my martial arts being bad for Bai Luo." All the martial arts I practice are moves of evil and ruthless qi, and if I'm not careful, I can hurt myself. If I don't even personally teach second brother martial arts, how can I teach this kind of martial arts to Bai Luo? "

"It's just that they're willing to teach him martial arts, and yet they're willing to take care of him. How many of them are there?"

Wen Wan thought for a moment, then his eyes lit up. "I've thought of someone I can entrust with this task, but I wonder if uncle can bear to make Bai Luo suffer?"

"Tell me about it."

Wen Wan said, "Xin Ling of Southern City, I can at least convince one of them. "Their martial arts are much gentler than mine, and their talents are also superior. It's just that …"

"But you are afraid that the unique skill of teaching assassins will make your son suffer?"

Wen Wan answered truthfully, "Although they are always gentle in their conduct, but to speak of teaching disciples, not only is it bloody, but also cruel."

As he listened to the two words, he didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. "I don't think there's much difference between bloodshed and cruelty."

Wen Wan shrugged. "Brutal and bloodless."

Bai Yaotang could only say, "Allow me to seriously consider this matter for a few days."

Wen Wan said, "Martial Uncle, you should think carefully."

"I will be careful."

There was a knock on the door, and a moment later, Wen Ning's voice was heard, "Young Master, can I go in?"

Wen Wan said, "Go in." When he entered, he saw that he was slightly out of breath and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

Wen Ning said, "Young Prince Qi fainted in Miss Mu's room."

"What?" Hearing this, the two of them were shocked and stood up.

Wen Ning finally realized the ambiguity in his words and quickly said, "No, I mean, the young prince fainted in Miss Mu's room. "No, that's not what I meant. I mean …"

"Alright, stop talking. Just go over and take a look." Wen Wan pushed Wen Ning away hastily. He was sweating profusely and took out a long robe from somewhere. He took off the shirt that was stained with blood and looked at Bai Yan Tang.

Upon seeing him change his clothes, Bai Yan Tang nodded his head: "Let's go."

— —

"Bai Family Head, Young Master Wen." Jiang Wuyan was standing at the door of Mu Qinghan's room. When she saw them rushing over, she clasped her fists and greeted them.

The two of them returned the greeting. Looking at the tightly shut door, they asked, "How is the Crown Prince?"

Jiang Wuyan said, "Yun Mo helped Lady Mu heal her injuries. Perhaps he used his inner force to give Zhu Yan a chance to counterattack, and suddenly vomited blood and fainted. Hao Yun had just called him to return to his room, so he should be fine. According to what Yun Mo said, Lady Mu's condition had improved greatly after his needle had been moved. "If all goes well, I will wake up in a few days."

"This …" The crown prince had just returned yesterday, and he had been working hard all the way back. He was exhausted, coughing up blood, and had suffered a shock during the night. His body has always been weak, so how can he use his Qi to treat Qing Han now? "

Jiang Wuyan shook her head silently, "When I met Hao Yu yesterday, I heard him talk about Yun Mo coughing up blood. When I went to visit him, I heard him talk about Lady Mu's situation. He said that Lady Mu's heart was in a state of depression, and there was thick smoke entering her body. According to his prescription, she should have recovered after many days, but she still hadn't recovered. "Yesterday, after Yun Mo checked her pulse, he thought that it would be better to use the silver needles and inner force to clear the blood clots in Lady Mu's body, since the soup would no longer have any effect."

Wen Wan said, "I heard from the doctor that Qing Han's injuries were already stable, not enough to threaten her life. This young noble may have harmed his life by acting in such a manner, why do you have to take such a risk? "

Sighing and helplessness surfaced in Jiang Wuyan's eyes, "I have also repeatedly advised him many times, but Yun Mo insisted that Miss Mu's current situation was all because of him. As Lady Mu had yet to wake up, he felt that his medical skills were nothing, and he boasted that he was brilliant, but now it seemed that his incompetence was laughable … So you must definitely treat Lady Mu. "

Wen Wan asked, "Why don't you advise him to try again in a few days time?"

Jiang Wuyan sighed, "How can I not persuade you? Sometimes, Yun Mo was very strong. It could even be said that he was trying to be strong. I told him that it made no difference if he went back to the clinic a few days later, so why risk his body? However, he told me that the prince and Sect Leader Zhuo had left because of some matter and that they would be in the mansion in a few days' time. I'm afraid that it would be impossible to hide it from them. "

Bai Yaodang and Wen Wan glanced at each other, their eyes filled with concern. However, they had nothing more to say. They only asked, "Is the Crown Prince still stable?"

Jiang Wuyan hesitated for a moment and slowly said under the nervous gazes of the two, "I'm afraid it won't be a good thing." If not for Hao Wen's timely aid in channeling inner force into Yun Mo's body, Yun Mo's situation would have been even worse. Hao was similar to him in terms of inner force, so it was not difficult for him to stabilize the backlash from Zhu Yan and cause his inner force to go into disorder. However, Yun Mo's internal injuries are not too optimistic. "

Bai Yan Tang pursed his lips, "This …"

"Leader Bai, I have one more request."

Bai Yutang raised his head upon hearing this and nodded his head slightly, "Please speak."

Jiang Wuyan said, "Yun Mo repeatedly warned me, and I hope that I can help him conceal this matter." But if I want to hide it from the Prince and Sect Leader Zhuo, it will be hard to rely on me alone. So, I hope the two of you can help out a bit. " Saying that, he slightly bowed.

"Your Highness's injuries are so severe, can you conceal it from the prince?"

Jiang Wuyan said, "Even if you let your highness know, there would only be one more person who would worry about you and feel helpless from your injuries." If he could hide it from His Highness, Yun Mo should be able to hide it from him with less worry and less guilt. "

He hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, as you say, I will do my best to hide it."

Jiang Wuyan thanked him and looked at Wen Wan.

Wen Wan smiled helplessly. "Wen Ning and I will also hide it from you."

Jiang Wuyan thanked him, "If Your Highness asks, all you have to do is to say that you don't know."

Wen Wan said, "Alright, I understand."

"The mansion just so happens to have a good healing medicine. I'll have the servants cook it and send it to Young Prince, right?"

Jiang Wuyan said, "Then I'll thank the Bai Family Head on behalf of Yun Mo."

"I have known the marquis for many years, and now that he has met with such a calamity, I am of no help at all. On the other hand, the crown prince worked very hard, even ignoring his own injuries to heal Qing Han. He felt ashamed, but he also felt guilty. It's only a set of medicinal herbs, why would you thank me? "

Jiang Wuyan said, "Bai Family Head is right, I was too polite." If Patriarch Bai does not mind, how about we go take a look at Yun Mo's condition later? "

"Of course I'm willing, but I'm afraid I'll be disturbing your rest, Your Highness."

Jiang Wuyan smiled faintly. "Yun Mo has been ill for a long time and he always looks sickly. But when it really comes to a sickness that is difficult for both you and me, he would get used to it and Clan Head Bai need not be so worried. "

"Then I will go and disturb her."

Jiang Wuyan looked at Wen Wan. "Where is Brother Wen?"

Wen Wan said, "Forget about me, the more patients there are, the more annoyed they will be. Furthermore, I do not know the young prince very well. If I were to go and visit him now, I would truly be presumptuous. "

Jiang Wuyan casually asked out of etiquette, but naturally refused and didn't say much when she heard him say, "That's good too." Brother Wen's injuries are not light either. You need to rest well. "

Wen Wan said with a smile, "Thank you Brother Jiang for your concern. My injury is not serious, and I only need to rest for a few days to recover." After a pause, he continued, "Since the young prince has already gone back to rest, I will no longer disturb you. I will take my leave first."

Jiang Wuyan nodded, "Please, Young Master Wen."

— —

The one who opened the door was Ran Hao, his pale and cold face showing an unconcealable sense of exhaustion. When he saw Bai Jiang and Jiang Chen, he took a step back and bowed slightly, "A Grand Scholar."

There were no candles in the room, making it seem rather dark. The strong smell of medicine mixed with the fishy smell of blood made it difficult to see the person lying on the bed clearly.

"Sorry for disturbing you." He walked in. Jiang Wuyan walked in as well and closed the door.

"Hao?" Zhao Qingyan called out in a low voice and struggled to get up.

Jiang Wuyan moved closer and reached out to support him, "It's good that you're lying down. What are you doing up?"

Zhao Qingyan's eyes were covered by a layer of cloth. When she heard Bai Yutang's words, she paused for a moment before slowly sitting up. Her gaze shifted to where Bai Yutang was standing. "Senior Bai?"

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

Zhao Qingyan lifted his hand to remove the belt that was covering his eyes and opened his eyes. "I am a little afraid of the light. My eyes are fine." He looked at Ran Hao who was standing far away and said, "Light a few candles."

Seeing that Chen Changsheng's eyes were unaffected, Bai Yutang heaved a sigh of relief. He then handed the bowl over to Chen Changsheng. "I had someone fry up a set of medicine. Drink it while it's still hot."

Zhao Qingyan took it and said weakly, "Thank you, Martial Uncle." Without asking any further, he slowly finished the medicine and handed the empty bowl to Jiang Wuyan.

Jiang Wuyan looked at his pale face with a worried expression, "How do you feel? Are you better? "

Zhao Qingyan smiled and said, "It was nothing much anyway."

Jiang Wuyan curled her lips, "You're saying you're fine even after spitting out so much blood?"

Zhao Qingyan did not seem to care at all, "Something like spitting blood... You get used to it when you puke. "

Jiang Wuyan said, "It looks like it's not a big deal if you can still speak." When you're about to die, remember to tell me first.

Zhao Qingyan smiled weakly, "Don't curse me. What good is it for you if I die?"

"Yes." Jiang Wuyan answered very quickly, "If you die, then I won't have to worry about you."

Zhao Qingyan asked, "Do you need me to apologize?"

Jiang Wuyan shrugged her shoulders. "Forget it."

Bai Yutang, who was standing at the side, carefully sized up Zhao Qingyan. He felt slightly at ease in the middle of the air.

Zhao Qingyan seemed to have noticed the look in her eyes as she turned to smile apologetically at Bai Yutang, "You've made Martial Uncle smile by letting your hair become disheveled."

"Who else would get a positive haircut?" "Your Highness need not be so formal."

Zhao Qingyan smiled helplessly. "Normally, Thirteenth Uncle and his two cousins would only visit when he is in bed. If there's anyone else, they have to leave as well." "I'm still not used to it after all."

Jiang Wuyan said, "In the martial arts world, you still need to pay attention to those courtesies."

Zhao Qingyan smiled helplessly.

"Do you mind if I probe your pulse?"

Zhao Qingyan was slightly taken aback but did not refuse. "Sorry for the trouble, Master Bai." He took the initiative to extend a hand.

His wrist was excessively slender, and the cyan color beneath his pale skin was exceptionally clear. One could see that his blood was extremely fragile. He placed two of his fingers on each finger and channeled a bit of his inner force. The Qi entered his body without any obstruction and with a simple check, he found that Zhao Qingyan's meridians were riddled with thousands of holes. There was also the huge amount of Qi inside her body that was still brutal even though it was suppressed by Zhao Qingyan.

When he probed further, he could see that the Qi that had been mixed together was actually separated into three levels. One was extremely dark, and the other was extremely violent. There was a corrosive aura hidden within. One of them was positive while the other was steady and heavy. Under the pressure of the flow, the inner strength of the former was suppressed. Their cultivation bases were similar, and as they suppressed each other, it was difficult to determine the victor. The last bit of inner strength was the lightest. After a closer inspection, he discovered that the inner strength was like a tiny stream that was slowly flowing through the two streams of inner strength. And this unremarkable inner force was not affected by the other two waves of inner force at all. The speed and direction of the flow were one and the same. Wherever it passed by, the damage to the meridians would be alleviated by a bit. The healing speed was so fast that people would be speechless.

White Yutang withdrew his strength and released his fingers. "Although the ruthless qi has the power of erosion, it also has the appearance of self-healing. It should be internal force generated by Zhu Yanzhao. Although the gentle energy had the effect of suppressing the inner strength, it did not have the ability to cleanse the meridians. It should be the inner strength of Bi Luoshan. And the third person... Presumably it's the rumored 'Bones and Bones of Life and Death, Death that perishes in the Yellow Springs', the inner strength of the Woody Valley, the 'Spring of Withered Wood', right? "

Zhao Qingyan nodded. "It is indeed the internal energy that teacher taught me."

Bai Yutang said, "Zhu Yan's poison is indeed magical."

Jiang Wuyan deeply agreed, "Internal energy cultivation has increased rapidly, and a hundred poisons have entered the body without any problem. Internal injuries heal at double the rate. This is simply a treasure that all martial artists long for."

Zhao Qingyan looked at his legs and smiled, "It's a pity that a young nobleman like me stole a few chances from me."

Jiang Wuyan nodded. "Indeed, it's a pity."

Bai Yutang watched the two of them joking around, his heavy heart unchanging in the slightest.

Although Zhu Yanyu could heal injuries, at the same time, she could also let the poison seep into the wounds. If he wanted to force out the Gu poison that had seeped into his wounds, he would have to use the internal energy of Jadefallen Mountain to force it out bit by bit. Forcing the poison would consume a large amount of Bi Luo's internal energy, and would subsequently break the balance between the two internal energies, causing Zhu Yan to suffer a backlash.

Zhao Qingyan's condition was definitely not as relaxed as he appeared to be.