This villain is a bit cowardly

Ouyang Xiu stabilized his mind and closed his eyes again, forcing himself not to think about anything about Yiyi anymore.

The more he wanted to forget, the more often Yiyi's figure flashed in Ouyang Xiu's mind, and Ouyang Xiu even made up the miserable picture of Yiyi in the Lunatic Worship Sect.

Ouyang Xiu, who was disturbed by such thoughts, was irritable, turned over and got out of bed angrily, and lit the lamp on the table.

Yueqing, who was guarding at the door, saw that the light in the son's room was on again, and shook her head helplessly.

Since the accident of Yiyi girl, Childe has not slept well, and now he doesn't know how to comfort him.

Yueqing listened to the door for a while, and didn't see any call from the son, so she didn't go in to disturb, so she could only continue to hold the sword and look at the moon.

In the past few days, Ouyang Xiu's complexion has obviously become much haggard, and he was already silent, but after he left, he became more and more lifeless.

Ouyang Xiu depressedly spread out a piece of rice paper, wanting to express the depression in his heart that was difficult to dissipate with pen and ink.

Ouyang Xiu lifted the pen with a wave, and his handwriting was slightly sloppy, and he saw that it was written on rice paper;

"I knew it was so stumbling, why didn't I know each other at the beginning. "

Ouyang Xiu looked at it for a long time, and found that the thoughts and worries in his heart were even stronger, so he angrily crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the paper.

turned around and poured a cup of tea, but as soon as he held it in his hand, the teacup fell to the ground with an unconscious "pop" and shattered.

Ouyang Xiu was also taken aback, and looked at his injured right hand suspiciously.

Yueqing, who was outside the door, heard the movement and hurriedly pushed the door in. Calling urgently:

"Childe, what's wrong?".

Ouyang Xiu replied calmly: "Don't make a fuss, it's just that you didn't hold it steady." As he spoke, he wanted to pick up the debris on the ground.

Yue Qing saw that he had only broken a teacup and that there was no danger, so he put down the sword in his hand and picked up the fragments on the ground before Ouyang Xiu.

Yue Qing packed everything up, poured a new cup and handed it to Ouyang Xiu.

Ouyang Xiu habitually stretched out his right hand, but in an instant, he retracted it and used his left hand to pick it up.

Yueqing's eyes were sharp and her heart was careful, and when she saw that the gauze on Ouyang Xiu's hand was oozing blood again, she couldn't help but worry. But he still said calmly:

"Childe, can I help you change the gauze?"

Ouyang Xiu frowned: "Didn't you just change it?"

Yueqing didn't answer. He took all the things for himself, helped Ouyang Xiu clean the wound again, put on the golden medicine, and wrapped it in clean gauze.

After doing all this, Yueqing still couldn't help but persuade:

"Childe, your injury can't be delayed any longer, it's been so long, and the wound hasn't healed yet, do you want to find a famous doctor to come and take a look?"

Ouyang Xiu shook his head: "It's useless." "

Yueqing asked, "Does this have anything to do with your poison?"

"Possibly!".

It is estimated that Ouyang Xiu didn't expect that the poison of poinsettia would have such an effect.

Although the residual poison in Ouyang Xiu's body can still be completely suppressed and not fatal, but coexisting with poison for a long time has overwhelmed Ouyang Xiu's body, and the toxins are eroding Ouyang Xiu's body little by little.

"Childe, then we can't delay it even more, if it really doesn't work, let's go find Master Ji. Do you still remember the child? At that time, the master was the military doctor who accompanied the old prince, and he was not only well-informed, strategic, but also proficient in medical science. During the period of recuperation at home with the old prince, he also instructed the son in martial arts! I just don't know where his old man is in reality, if he can find his old man, his old man will definitely have a way to solve the poison in his son. "

Ouyang Xiu was silent for a while and said, "You can arrange it!"

Yueqing said happily: "Then the subordinate will let people inquire about Master Ji's whereabouts, and when there is news, we will go over immediately." "

Ouyang Xiu let out a "hmm".

After helping Ouyang Xiu cover the quilt, Yueqing silently retreated.

After Yueqing left, Ouyang Xiu re-examined his right hand.

"Could it be that it is really because of the poison of poinsettia that the wound cannot recover normally?"

Ouyang Xiu clenched his fists and found that his right hand was already weak. Ouyang Xiu didn't believe in evil, didn't accept fate, clenched again and again, and let go...... Until the white gauze turns bright red again.