Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

"Don't, I... I can also be a doctor. I can be your apprentice and help you collect medicine after your body recovers. You see, you are getting old, so you need a little helper, don't you? And... that Didn't you say that you know someone who knows my internal skills, maybe I know him too, or he is my friend's master?"

Song Yu racked his brains to list many reasons. The old man seemed to be amused by him, and felt that it was a pity to take him to test medicine and then kill him: "Oh? You can also heal? What have you learned? Yes What ability?"

"Hmm... how about I detoxified the poison of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart?" Song Yu asked tentatively.He knew that old man Qin had tried it too, but the time was tight and the task was heavy, so he didn't undo it in the end, and in order to save his life, he undid this strange poison regardless of his investment, which is also a resume worth bragging about.

Sure enough, old man Qin's expression changed immediately, with a trace of inexplicable excitement, "You solved it? Who did you solve it for?"

Song Yu blinked, and found that his focus was not on how good he detoxified himself, but on who he detoxified for, so he couldn't help being a little cautious, "It's a girl in Wangcheng, specifically her I don't know the information about it, I was called to treat the disease, that girl is rich, and I collected a lot of medicinal materials, so I can successfully detoxify her."

The old man Qin nodded slowly. He seemed to be very curious about the person suffering from a strange poison, but he didn't know much about it. He couldn't question whether Song Yu's words were true or not. Let him stay by his side as an assistant for a while.

"Then your girl has ever received the news that the last herbal medicine is nightingale flower? That's what I researched."

Song Yu smiled slightly, "Yes, after the girl knows, I can help her detoxify. I must thank you very much."

"It's not me who should be thanked the most. I have to thank a certain idiot who is willing to give the girl a test drug. If it weren't for that, I wouldn't suffer from heart palpitations from time to time, and it would take days to recover."

Song Yu's heart skipped a beat, his mind was a little messy, wondering who was trying the medicine for him?The subconscious may already have the answer, but he is not sure.

It wasn't until he woke up in the modern ward that Song Yu understood the reason for his rapid recovery.It turned out that his sister and mother sent him to the hospital for emergency treatment after he was killed. This high-tech modern technology is naturally several times faster than ancient treatments.

It's just that the most difficult thing to explain is naturally how this injury came about.Facing Mama Song's red and swollen eyes, Song Yu felt guilty, and could only say: "I went out to climb the mountain without telling you that day, and I had an accident. I wanted to go to the hospital when I got home, but I fell into a coma... ..."

His words obviously had a lot of loopholes and were unconvincing, but Song Yu had never been a liar, no matter how much Song Ma suspected him, she couldn't find any other reason, so she could only buy him porridge.Song Wanwan kept watching him suspiciously, and only sat next to him to peel apples after Song Ma left.

"To be honest, what's wrong with you? I've always thought you were weird." Whether it was behavior, routine, or inexplicable injuries on her body, she was full of suspicion.

Song Yu hesitated for a moment. His mother would definitely not be able to accept and would not believe the truth, but Song Wanwan was a young man after all, not much older than him, so she might be able to understand his difficulties...

"I'm telling the truth, but you must not transfer me to the psychiatric department."

As soon as Song Yu mentioned the introduction that he would travel to ancient times when he fell asleep, the corners of Song Wanwan's mouth twitched, and she asked questioningly, "You don't usually write novels when you don't go out, do you?"

"I'm not joking. I learned martial arts in ancient times. If my body didn't heal, I would show you a little kung fu—" Song Yu frowned, glanced at the fruit basket next to him, and picked up a round and big apple Putting it in his hand, Dantian was a little lucky, and didn't touch the wound. With a "bang", a strong fruit was shaken to pieces.

"Wow, wow, what is this? It's so beautiful." Song Wanwan picked up the pieces of the fruit and inspected it, and also picked up an apple and squeezed it hard, and found that it was obviously not something ordinary people could do.

She knew best about her younger brother, since he was a child, he was not outstanding in sports and strength, how could he be so pale and exert so much strength.

"Do you believe it, or I'll—" Song Yu was eager to prove herself, Song Wanwan waved her hand, "Yes, I know you don't dare to lie to me, you continue to explain."

Song Yu didn't have the nerve to say that he had been disguised as a woman in ancient times. He only vaguely said that he opened a shop of beauty and skin care products in ancient times, and then he was hunted down by someone and fell down the mountain.

Song Wanwan had a complicated expression as if she was listening to a storytelling book, and she suddenly realized, "No wonder you knew more about cosmetics than women a while ago, and you went to the factory to look at them, and I said something was wrong, so you opened a store yourself. Did you wear it? What kind of prince did you see?"

"The prince doesn't have one, but the crown prince has one... No! Shouldn't your focus be on my weak little brother being chased and killed?"

"Oh yes, isn't your current situation in ancient times very dangerous?"

"I was rescued. I'm safe for the time being. Don't worry."

Song Wanwan sighed again and again, as if in a dream, she suddenly felt deeply sympathetic to her little brother, and finally patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I'll help you fool me over at Mom's side. Live well over there, don't hang up. My sister will definitely try her best to help you find a way to bring you back to normal."

"That's not in a hurry..." Song Yu's eyes were a little erratic. It should be better to say that if he can really return to normal now and completely return to the modern age, it will make him feel awkward-won't he never see him again? Arrived at Yin Huaiyu?

"You're not dating over there, are you? Why are you blushing? Huh?"

Not only about dating, but also about marriage... Song Yu pursed her lips, she confessed everything anyway, and there was one more thing, "Well, it's a man, the prince."

"..." Song Wanwan had a black question mark face, "Really? When did you hook up with the prince, no, when did you have this sexual orientation?"

Could it be that his younger brother was brainwashed by accidentally reading some Tanmei novel?

"It's not a matter of sexual orientation... Except for him, no other man can do it." Song Yu moved his eyes away and said in a low voice, and the back of his ears became unknowingly hot.

It takes courage for him to admit that he likes him.

Although I am dubious, but my sister has a personality that is afraid of chaos in the world. Seeing him shy, I am even more excited: "Don't worry, I am absolutely open-minded and open. If you are really interested in someone, don't hesitate to pursue love boldly! It's a pity. He is an ancient man, there is no way to take it home to have a look..."

Song Wanwan babbled nonsense, and Song Yu also felt lost. She didn't know when she would see Yin Huaiyu again, and whether she could be with him again, let alone their future that might not even exist.

What happened to Luoyue who killed him?Do you think that he will not be pursued after he is dead, or are you worried and will continue to send people to hunt him down?

And, Yin Huaiyu... what happened at this time?Do you know your situation, or are you angry that you didn't keep the appointment?

Going back to ancient times, Song Yu's mood has calmed down a lot, and he is determined to find Yin Huaiyu again. As soon as the injury heals, he stretches his muscles and bones, or helps old man Qin collect medicine, looking for a chance to return to the king city.

"Where are we here?" Song Yu was like a curious baby. Whether it was about medicine or terrain, he asked questions whenever he caught on. Such a lively person, once he opened his mouth, he no longer minded answering.

"Hmph, if you tell me, don't regret that you want to stay—this is the Devil's Sect." In this deep mountain, the Devil's Sect really occupies a large area of ​​the mountain, and Old Man Qin and him only lived at the foot of one of the mountains.

Song Yu looked up to the open mountain and couldn't help but exclaimed. He saw a group of buildings built close to the mountain, majestic and majestic.

"What about the top of the mountain? Where is that? It looks very unique."

"What? You still want to go? That's where our leader stays."

"Oh... Master, then I won't be able to go?" Song Yu was quite curious about that place, and knew clearly that his identity was just a little drug boy, and his chances of being able to go there were slim.

But old man Qin didn't take it seriously, "What's wrong with the leader? It's just a baby who is not much older than you. When he came back from Wangcheng, he still refused to be a baby. It's not because of my persuasion and my help that he became a baby." My lord, if you really want to go, it's just a matter of me saying a word."

Coincidentally, on the top of the mountain, a black shadow circled down. It turned out to be a black eagle flying towards them.

The old man reached out to catch it, and while untiing the letter from his feet, he patted its head, "Xiao You, the teacher's problem has flared up?"

Song Yu didn't speak, just stared at the black eagle. He recognized that this was the black eagle that sent him the news that the last medicinal ingredient was nightingale flower.

Seeing that Song Yu, who was always active, was silent, old man Qin explained: "Little You is a spirit bird, smarter than humans, can understand human language, grew up with the leader, and the leader can understand its bird language."

As if to prove his intelligence, the black eagle flew up from the old man's arm and stood on Song Yu's shoulder. Such a gesture and approach were undoubtedly a sign of intimacy.