Chapter 5

Calling me junior sister is fine as well. Miss Li, Miss Li, how lacking in warmth you are

She is talking about "Master", which has nothing to do with him

This trivial matter is a bit of an overuse of your talents

She slightly parted her lips, staring at the pair of shining phoenix eyes in the darkness. ... Touching him like this is too much ... ... Even she has never dared to touch like this ... ...

"Hush, someone is using a mesmerizing needle," he whispered in her ear

Wow, this girl's skin is so rough

Hurry up and drink it

Indeed, he still has not recovered his memory. In that moment, I truly thought he must have bumped his head somewhere, and suddenly his memories returned, which is why he appeared like a ghost, holding the medicine.

The master often says that I am just as crazy as he is, who would stop it? I glanced around. I am not sure if it is just dusk, but there are not many people in the inn, about four or five tables, each person carrying weapons, clearly members of the martial world. As soon as they entered, those people all looked over here and did not speak again.

I... thought for a moment, my lips curling into a bitter smile. I don't know. I only know that after he regains his memory, he will no longer be exactly the same as before

As soon as I stepped through the entrance of the inn, I felt unusual gazes directed at me from all around.

"This is not to say that I am absolutely certain, but I have firmly resolved that this thought will never change throughout my life," she said with a smile. "In this world, he is my only one; even if I have to traverse the depths of the earth or the underworld, I would do so without hesitation for my master." As soon as she finished speaking, ... seeing that his expression remained calm, only ...

They are not a black shop, just two individuals from the martial world who wish to uncover secrets. Even with a calm demeanor, one can still detect a hint of anger in his tone.

At first, she did not hear it, but later the sound of the old door panel scraping against the floor brought her back to her senses. She lifted the quilt and instinctively put on a smile, saying with a cheerful tone

A gentle knock on the door sounded

Wen Renjianming rose and saw her peeking out with her small face, her beautiful black hair completely spread out between the bed and the pillow. Her small face was not as pale and weak as before; perhaps it was due to being stifled, her cheeks had a hint of rosy color, making her appear somewhat healthy

I ... ... "Before she could say anything, she suddenly saw his brow furrow slightly, and then he reached out with one hand to grasp her waist ... . ... She stared wide-eyed, wanting to speak up and say that she was only wearing a thin undergarment, but then she saw him pull back the quilt, turn his body to lie on the inner side of the bed, and embrace her in his arms.

"Miss Li, you truly are frail and sickly," Ouyang Zui shifted the topic and said, "Even sitting on a horse, you might suddenly fall off. If it weren't for your uncle's timely support, you would have likely knocked yourself unconscious by now"

Wenren Jianming's usually indifferent lips curled up slightly, his tone still revealing a sense of coolness

Puff— I really want to burst out laughing, but I dare not. I forcibly suppressed my puffed cheeks and said:

"There is just a little girl by the bed, why bother to see clearly, just take her away—" With these words, a pair of hands reached out towards her

I have always had a question

I am in very good health, it's just that the sun is quite harsh! she said with a smile

He is the steward Min of Wenren Manor, so he is naturally referred to as Steward Min

"There is a thief." Wen Renjian commanded, pulling over the cotton quilt to cover her. Seeing that she seemed to want to crawl out, he simply covered her head with it.

It is better to be different. If everything is the same, wouldn't that mean he remembers everything?" She murmured, thought for a moment, and pulled the quilt tightly over her head. "My eyes hurt terribly, I want to laugh, I want to laugh, I laughed... only then will the master be at ease..."

Ouyang Zui quickly raised his eyes to look at her, then glanced at Wenren Jianming, who seemed not to have heard their conversation. After that, he lowered his eyes again and gritted his teeth, saying

She recalled just moments ago in the darkness, his pair of phoenix eyes, dark and bright, seemed to be speaking to her, leaving her somewhat bewildered and dizzy

When the shop assistant brought the medicine, I smelled the medicinal scent and realized it was exactly the same as the fragrance on you, proving that the prescription from the old doctor was indeed correct. Unbeknownst to him, he had helped her out of a difficult situation.

Hello, what are you doing? First, take her away; otherwise, if that Ouyang Zui finds out, we won't be able to uncover the great secret of Wenren Zhuang!

Li Juxiao was taken aback upon seeing this, staring at the crescent-shaped brand on the back of his hand

This face... this face... is quite smooth indeed...

Wen Renjian narrowed his eyes, feeling a faint anger within. Especially when he saw that the demonic hand was about to touch her body clad only in undergarments, he pressed his lips together and silently turned over, firmly pinning her beneath him.

"You cannot drink alcohol," Wen Renjian said, as he brewed tea for her.

Upon hearing this, he slightly narrowed his phoenix-like eyes and said

In the past, I never considered whether I should retrieve my memories. Given my nature, there should be no one I am attached to, so I let everything take its course. It seems he was mistaken; he gently asked, "If given the opportunity, would you want me to walk through that door?"

Do you want me to regain my memory

"Is he nameless and faceless?" She pointed to the two people sprawled in the mud on the ground. "They are not from Wenren Village, but they also call him Manager Min."

Uncle is truly the epitome of sweeping snow in front of one's own door. Ouyang Zui half-jokingly remarked: "Miss Li, you must find it quite strange why our group of three attracts so much attention so easily"

Belly | pouch ah ... . ... A belly | pouch like this can be worn for several years. The one she is wearing was sewn by her master ... . He never said it, but she knew he found it very embarrassing to go down the mountain to buy one, which is why he chose to do it himself ... ...

It truly is different... how strange..." She lay sideways on the bed, tugging at the fabric of her undergarment at her chest, murmuring in disbelief: "His gaze towards me is different now, and his attitude when speaking to me has changed as well. If he hasn't regained his memory, things will never be the same for a lifetime..." Previously, just the thought of it would cause a pang in her heart and a sweetness to overflow in her throat, but just now, it seemed that something was amiss.

The door was gently pushed open

Li Juxiao, upon hearing this, involuntarily clenched her sweating right fist. Suddenly, someone covered her fist; she looked up and saw it was her newly recognized senior brother.

Li Ju smiled and widened her eyes, wanting to protest against him suppressing her underdeveloped... um... things that men do not possess. However, her heart raced like a drum, her throat felt hot, and she could not utter a single word.

Nonsense! When the old landlord traveled far, I hadn't even been born yet. How could he possibly know me?" Taking a deep breath, I whispered through clenched teeth, "Did he not tell you what this is?" My palm lay flat on the table, with the back of my hand facing up

"Who is it ... ... Oh, it's Senior Brother ... ... Oh oh oh!" The last sound resembled a scream. She widened her eyes, her smiling face froze.

I do not know if the medicine is too hot, but my cheeks have also become warm.

With a sudden sound, the room was instantly plunged into darkness, as the oil lamp was extinguished by an unknown hand

Ah... Ouyang Zui was momentarily taken aback: "Uncle, you can't be referring to..."

"How strange, how strange..." The corner of my eye caught sight of the medicine bowl rolling on the ground. "It seems a bit similar again..."

If you are not feeling well, I will instruct the waiter to bring the meals to your room

Wow, it seems there are some signs of unhappiness

It is her master again. Not a grand master, but a master. He asked calmly:

The master who accompanied her in her growth does care about her well-being; however, if she were to die, he would not shed tears or feel pain, merely considering it the end of their fateful connection. Yet, he is unaware that he can be heartless and ungrateful, while she cannot.

Because I can be easily recognized

"Why am I called Ouyang Zui? My father has the surname Ouyang, and the character 'Zui' was given to me by the Wenren family. I am destined to atone for my father's sins for my entire life." He said, "There is only a bow, no arrow, so one will never harm others. In this world, there are certainly others who bear this mark, men on the back of their hands, women on the palms of their hands. I am fortunate to have been taken in by the Wenren family. Now, wherever I go, as long as people see my black clothing along with this mark, they will know that I am Ouyang Zui, the deputy manager of Wenren Manor." In this world, there are certainly others who bear this mark, men on the back of their hands, women on the palms of their hands. I am fortunate to have been taken in by the Wenren family. Now, wherever I go, as long as people see my black clothing along with this mark, they will know that I am Ouyang Zui, the deputy manager of Wenren Manor.

When she was a bit older, she was left alone to take her medicine in the medicine barrel. Although the master did not explicitly state it, she knew that her health was worse than the master's.

You...

In her childhood, she indeed often took medicine, especially as her master treated her almost like a subject for experimentation, making her soak in various concoctions, the nature of which she could not comprehend. She only knew that the most frequent memories before the age of five or six were of her sitting at the table with her master, with two bowls of medicine on the table, one for each of them, differing in taste but equally bitter

"No... no..." A tremor surged through her heart. It shook her so much that she frightened herself, reminding her of the year she turned fifteen, when she accidentally caught a glimpse of her master's back, leaving her sleepless that night. "My master has never helped me blow medicine."

I have always wanted to ask you one thing

Is it really that toxic? Clearly, the weather is cool—Ouyang Zui did not argue with her, instead calling the waiter to bring a room. Just before leaving, he glanced back at those people from the rivers and lakes, then lowered his gaze to rest on his own arched brand.

In front of her astonished and smiling face, he lit the oil lamp and, with a commanding presence, sat at the edge of the bed.

Lying on the bed in the inn, with the quilt casually draped over my body, a slight pain twisted within me, a pain that felt somewhat familiar, reminiscent of the moment I first laid eyes on him, an overwhelming sensation of anguish surged forth.

As soon as the magical hand touched her arm, a powerful gust of air suddenly sent that person flying. In an instant, the door shattered and the chair overturned, and Ouyang Zui from the next room immediately rushed out, the strange smell instantly making him feel dizzy. He secretly gathered his energy and squinted to see the disheveled figure of a wandering hero lying on the ground

As soon as I get close to you and catch the scent on your body, I know you were raised on medicine. Miss Li

Dear guest, would you like to dine or stay?

In the darkness, Li Juxiao could not see the movements of the two individuals, only feeling someone tugging at the Wren Sword Ming that was pressed against her. She quickly held onto his waist tightly, unsure if it was an illusion, but it seemed as though her lips brushed against something, suddenly becoming hot.

"Wenren Jianming ... ... Wenren Jianming ... ... This name is truly interesting." She laughed and sighed.

What kind of tone is that? Is Wenren Jianming not a person just because he is a person? After all, he has a handsome face and a tall stature, and when he stands out, he looks quite presentable—she really wanted to scold like this, but in an instant, she transformed from a guest at Wenren Manor into Wenren Bupo's esteemed master. Such a status is highly respected; if she were to be provoked, it would be hard to guarantee that his days would not become difficult.

"Good." She said without much thought, smiling, "He is the best person in the world to me. Although he is a bit fierce, a bit bad, a bit cold, a bit... not perfect, he is the master I admire the most, like the most, and am most willing to do anything for in my life"

She has never been a narcissistic person. Looking back at Wenren Jianming, who was dressed in a blue robe, she shook her head and sighed, reciting:

In the darkness, her eyesight was merely ordinary, and she could not see anything at all; she only felt the warm body temperature against her cheek. Trembling, she experienced a strange quiver within her heart.

"Do not look too much." Wenren Jian said softly

is

Using a great talent for a small task? It seems they don't want him to know at all! Just like when Wen Ren Bu Po assigned him a task of "using a great talent for a small task," asking him to protect Wen Ren Jian Ming all the way to Baiyun Mountain.

Inside the room

Isn't it true that the senior brother is exceptionally good-looking

You have not yet completed this life, so there is no need to speak in absolutes. That kind of displeasure arises again

The Soul-Chasing Sword has no sheath, you need not ask again.

He spoke with little expression, yet the neither warm nor cold demeanor made her feel very familiar, as if she had returned to the carefree days of her childhood long ago

"Should I call him senior brother or ...?" Her gaze shifted from the steaming medicinal bowl upwards, landing on the face where emotions are most easily revealed. She looked for a long time, then dejectedly lowered her shoulders

She widened her eyes, feeling a strong itch in her ears

The short-lived ghost... She does not care whether she is a short-lived ghost; she only cares about whether her master is present when she opens her eyes each day and when she breathes each day

Wow! Stop overthinking! Stop it already—" I desperately bang on the bed board, hoping to knock out the obscene images in my mind

"Little Second Brother." Wen Renjian called to the innkeeper, whispered a few words in his ear, and then handed him a folded thin piece of paper

Hmm..." Li Juxiao thought for a moment and said with a smile, "My master has never mentioned you to me.

Is no one stopping you?" He asked seemingly at random

Her right hand gently rested on his left chest, feeling the vibrations beneath the fabric. Indeed, he had a heartbeat; he was still alive. Sometimes, in the rapidly changing world, she was completely unaware of what was real and what was illusory. If one day she awakened to find herself still lying on that cliff, she would surely go mad. Or perhaps she had already gone mad without realizing it? If one day she awakened to find herself still lying on that cliff, she would surely go mad. Or perhaps she had already gone mad without realizing it?

"I do take showers, so where would the smell come from?" she mumbled, then lifted her face, smiled at him, and called out, "Senior Brother!"

The Yang family has a daughter who has just come of age, raised in a secluded chamber where no one knows her. With natural beauty that is hard to forsake, one day she is chosen to be by the side of the king... Fortunately, my senior brother is a man, what a blessing it is. She caught a glimpse of Wenren Jian looking back at her calmly, and she made a funny face before immediately following Ouyang Zui into the inn

Wow, what is wrong with me? The belly pouch was sewn by my master, so what? What about it! The body covered by the belly pouch is heating up, reminiscent of the heart-pounding sensation I felt earlier when Ren Jianming had her under pressure.

Only one person will be transmitted. Therefore, he will send you to accompany and protect me; thus, he describes her appearance but has never mentioned me.

It is undoubtedly correct. You also saw that Ouyang Zui is with her, isn't it said in the rumors? That young girl beside Ouyang Zui is the only person in the world who knows the secret of Chief Steward Min

She slowly raised her eyes to look at him, a multitude of memories flashing through her mind, and then she smiled happily and said

Wenren Jianming smiled faintly, glanced at her, and after letting Ouyang Zui drag out the two suspected corpses, moved the broken door panel back to its original place

No, Uncle, I... I was just wondering what the Chief Steward's name is. How could she possibly ask about such a thing

Oh... those who know how to adapt to circumstances are the true heroes. She obediently drank the bowl of medicine that was so bitter it nearly brought her to tears. This bowl of medicine was truly unbearable in its bitterness; she had never imagined there would come a day when she would drink it again

Rarely, the beautiful corners of her lips lifted in a faint smile and said

It is so dark, how can one see clearly

However, one day the master passed away, and the joy and meaning in her life were also withdrawn... until now

Did she say something wrong

Tomorrow, you should change your clothes and cover the brand on the back of your hand, so that no one recognizes you

Why do you all refer to Director Min as Director Min

It will never be possible in a lifetime

Everything is different now

With a loud bang, her head felt as if it had been blown up, her entire little face turned red, and she hurriedly pressed down on her belly in front of her.

His expression is so calm! Calm, calm, still calm, and one can never find a trace of anything.

She looked down at the ground, unable to contain her curiosity, and asked with a smile

"No, I want to ask, why do you always look at the ground when you talk along the way?" she asked with a smile

It is impossible to be exactly the same again

The body clad in thin clothing gradually curled up, resembling a freshly boiled shrimp. The quilt beneath her twisted like a great whirlpool, and she caressed her throat, which no longer felt sweet. The undergarment was slightly torn, revealing glimpses of the belly pocket within.

"Do not call me junior sister, what should I be called then? Senior brother and sister, at least it feels closer... Wow, this medicine is really hot..." Before she could finish her sentence, she saw him leaning closer to her, her heart skipped a beat, her smile froze, and she stared blankly at him as he blew on the medicinal soup.

Uncle ... ... Miss Li? '' Even the voice became off-key

He looked inside the house and happened to see another person being thrown out. Upon closer inspection, he saw that on the bed ... ...

"Thief..." The thief's stab | It is better to hear about Ren Jianming's life in Li Ju's room than to be agitated. Ouyang Zui barely regained his senses, staring at the little thief on the ground who was rolling his eyes. "Aren't these two the Jianghu people who were watching us in the inn? Could this be a black shop?"

I usually drink because my master forces me to; later on, I would only sneak a drink when I am happy

What she caressed was no longer the painful chest, but the burning cheek.

She originally wanted to answer "yes," but then she quickly bit her tongue. Seeing that he was still waiting for her answer, she shook her head vigorously and smiled, saying:

Ouyang Zui momentarily could not recall the original name of Chief Steward Min. Everyone referred to him as Chief Steward Min, for what everyone saw was the Chief Steward Min of the Wenren Manor. Over time, he simply became known as Chief Steward Min.

It is impossible for it to be exactly the same

"I seem to hear... the sound of a collision..." It sounds like someone is hitting their own head. "Forget it, I am completely unable to communicate with her. One day she told me she is the mother of Wen Ren Bu Po, and I was not surprised at all, so I continued to sleep." Just as I closed my eyes, I suddenly opened them again and murmured thoughtfully: "Those two were clearly injured by internal energy. Does Li Ju Xiao's skill really have such proficiency? Uncle doesn't understand martial arts, could it be... that there is a master assisting them?"

Mingming still knew that he would be different, but she was so nervous that her palms were sweating: her heart was racing, almost making her think she was about to cough up blood again

Miss Li, as the disciple of the old landlord, would you not know this

"All of them." Ouyang Zui chose a table against the wall. "Waiter, bring me a few dishes that can fill my stomach first, and please take care of the horses outside."

Is it a secret? Could it be the secret of Chief Min? No, that can't be right. Everyone already believes that Wenren Zhuang has obtained the token and learned Chief Min's secret, which is why the martial world has been much quieter lately. Where could the rumors come from?

As Wenren Jianming took advantage of his moment of deep thought, he gently pushed the door, which silently slid completely into the wall. Then, he caressed his thin lips and smiled faintly

Are you thinking about her issues

Ouyang Zui truly does not deserve any compliments regarding her issues

Is everyone in a daze?" someone asked in a low voice

"Whoever he is, as long as it is not Wen Renbu Po, it will be fine." As the voice spoke, the footsteps had already approached the bedside.

What happened? he asked

However, his gaze towards her has changed.

This is indeed... However, who is that person in the green attire? I have no impression of them at all.

Thinking of this, he cast a resentful glance at Li Juxiao. Some people are just lucky, inexplicably becoming the master uncle of the number one estate in the martial world!

"Can't you guess? She has already revealed half of Chief Min's secret, a secret that you would never be interested in."

Oh, is there still someone else?

Suddenly, a warm palm supported her lower back, and she realized that she seemed to be walking unsteadily. Indeed, the sun was scorching, and she could not endure it as she used to; unlike when she was a child, she would follow her master and climb the entire mountain even in the heat.

Ouyang Zui's mouth twitched slightly as he said, "No, it is because of me"

A strange odor wafted to her nose, and she was momentarily taken aback, finally understanding what he was saying. She had never encountered such a situation and did not know how to react, relying solely on his actions to gauge the situation

Indeed

Do you really want me to call you junior sister

It is impossible to be exactly the same again

The charm I possess is potent; even the great mountain boars can be entranced, let alone a mere young girl. Are you certain she is the one who heard the secret from Chief Steward Min but refuses to divulge the truth, the chivalrous woman of the martial world

It is not really an offense either. At most, it just makes her feel breathless. In the past, she had only pressured her master and had never encountered such a situation. However, she hopes it won't happen again, as she fears it would lead to a consistent and even state.

In the adjacent room, Ouyang Zui stared in astonishment at the thin wall.

"Miss Ju Xiao, I sincerely apologize for any offense caused earlier, please be understanding, and do take good care of yourself."

Ah? What secret? He doesn't understand! Could it be that Chief Min's secret is simply revealing his true name? What kind of secret is that?

Is your master good to you

Uncle, what do you want to do? I can take care of it for you

He suppressed his anger and said

He is a deputy steward, not just a bodyguard who takes punches for others! How could he be asked to escort a man unrelated to the martial world! ... He believes he has devoted himself to many matters within the manor, and now that Steward Min has died, Steward Wen is reluctant to announce the new steward ... . Even though he knows that due to his background, it is difficult for him to be promoted again, the feeling of being excluded is quite unpleasant