Soul-catching is a secret technique that can control people's minds. It controls people's nature when a person's will is weakest. The mystery of this secret technique is that it can transfer the controller's skills to the controlled person, so that the controlled person's skills can be doubled. But this is also a loophole in this secret technique, because it will greatly reduce the controller's skills and will also give people an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Bai Jiu chased the masked man out and saw him exerting this secret technique on Zhou Ruoshui, so he injured the masked man when he was not strong enough.

The masked man did not simply use this technique to control Zhou Ruoshui to attack Bai Jiu. Bai Jiu was worried that he would injure Zhou Ruoshui when he took too much action, so he kept dodging, and the masked man took advantage of the opportunity to escape. Bai Jiuben wanted to chase him, but Zhou Ruoshui was controlled by someone. He was afraid that Zhou Ruoshui would be hurt, so he gave up his thoughts and chased Zhou Ruoshui to Deyue Tower, and then took action to stop him in time in an emergency.

Although Zhou Ruoshui inherited the skills of a masked man, fortunately, she was not a martial arts practitioner, which reduced the skills he inherited. But even this was enough for Lu Jue to bear it. This kick caused his palpitations to recur. Although the person was not seriously injured after emergency treatment, he still couldn't sleep and could only lie on a recliner.

He couldn't sleep, so how could Zhou Ruoshui sleep peacefully? He was guarding him personally. No one could sleep that night. The two of them talked all night long, and all their knots and displeasures were untied, and their relationship was one step closer than before.

The next day was Zhou Ruoshui's birthday, and it was postponed until the evening due to Lu Jue's health.

Zhao Yan, who was already worried about Lu Jue, rushed to the road overnight after the transaction was completed and rushed back on the morning of Zhou Ruoshui's birthday. He didn't care about the fatigue of rushing for several days to wash away the dust along the way, changed into clean clothes and brought gifts to Deyue Tower early.

Zhao Yan, who arrived at Deyue Tower, happened to meet Zhou Ruoshui who was dressed up in the hall. She was wearing a light green and winding long dress that was elegant and luxurious, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and her cheeks were slightly pink. Three thousand black hairs were tied up layer by layer with pearl chains. Two simple steps were swayed between her hair, and she shook step by step like a woman walking out of the painting. She looked refreshing, quiet and elegant, as if she was out of the world.

Such a moving woman made Zhao Yan's heart pound, and in a moment he regretted the decision he made.

Zhou Ruoshui, who was going downstairs, was also surprised to see Zhao Yan standing there. He thought about how he rushed back in just four days after thousands of miles. But this was quickly replaced by joy. He smiled and moved his slender hands and lightly with his lotus steps. He took the initiative to say hello to him and said, "Brother Yan has worked very hard for several days, so why don't he have a lot of rest?"

Zhao Yan blushed slightly, and he came back to his senses and smiled gently, "Brother Lu is in poor health. I'm afraid he can't do it, so I'll come earlier to see if there is anything you need help?"

"Brother Yan doesn't have to worry about it. Liulang was ready yesterday." When Lu Jue mentioned it, he remembered the long talk between the two last night. His tenderness appeared in front of him, and a layer of blush appeared on his cheeks, making her already moving and even more touching.

But all this was particularly dazzling in Zhao Yan's eyes. Her charming appearance was just for the sick man, and she felt even more uncomfortable. She looked away and asked quietly: "Why didn't you see Brother Lu? He didn't have you with you?"

After this, Zhou Ruoshui fainted his smile, and Daimei said with a gentle worry: "Liu Lang's old illness relapsed last night, and he is resting in the room now."

Originally, I just asked out of kindness, but now I learned that Lu Jue was in poor condition, so I had to greet him politely: "I am sick, is it serious?"

Zhou Ruoshui shook his head lightly and said, "I still dare not move. It seems that Shui'er is about to let Brother Yan down."

Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel disappointed when he heard this. He carefully designed it for a month, but because of the person's physical discomfort, his mood was worse. He absent-mindedly and implicitly spoke to Zhou Ruoshui, and agreed to go with her to see Lu Jue's current situation.

At this moment, Bao Xiaoai came out of the kitchen with medicine. When he saw the two of them, he hurriedly leaned over and saluted, "Miss, Mr. Zhao."

Zhou Ruoshui sighed softly, took the bowl from Xiao Ai and said, "I'll send it to you!" He turned his head and accused Zhao Yan, "Brother Yan is here later, Shui'er will give you a reply later." After that, he held the medicine bowl and carried a skirt upstairs.

Zhao Yan, who knew that he had no hope at all, saw that the woman he was worried about had only another man in his heart, still felt bad. Seeing Zhou Ruoshui who was about to disappear in front of him, there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

When he arrived at Lu Jue's guest room, Zhou Ruoshui gently pushed open the door and saw Lu Jue lying on the recliner chair with his eyes closed and resting. Before he could get close, he could clearly hear his rapid and heavy breathing. Although he was covered with a thick blanket, he could still clearly see his ups and downs. Looking at his almost transparent face, he felt heartbroken and self-blame.

Lu Jue, who had been closing his eyes to rest, heard the movement, slowly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Zhou Ruoshui who was standing at the door, his eyes were full of love, he showed a weak smile, raised his hand to wave to her, "Don't stand there, sit next to me." The voice was faint and almost inaudible.

Zhou Ruoshui could barely hear it, and immediately put the medicine bowl in his hand on the table, walked over and sat on the round stool that had already been placed beside the recliner, looked at him with heartache, raised his hand and gently stroked his chest, and whispered to himself: "If I hadn't left with anger, I wouldn't have been controlled and hurt you, so I'd have worked so hard."

Looking at Zhou Ruoshui who was dressed up carefully, Lu Jue was naturally loving and smiled and said, "Who said you did something wrong? I am stupid, so I should beat you."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ruoshui's eyes turned red and tears were in her eyes, "Don't excuse me, yes,,,,,,,"

"Okay, the matter is over, let's say something happy." As Lu Jue said that, he raised his hand with a little effort, held the hand on his chest, moved the slender hand to his lips and kissed it gently, and smiled slightly, "I want to hold you now, but I don't have the strength to sit up, so you can just lean into my arms?"

"Well" Zhou Ruoshui moved to the recliner obediently, leaning gently on his chest, listening to his heartbeat that was not as powerful as before, and it was like fragile porcelain, which was afraid that it would break with a little force. Zhou Ruoshui did not dare to lean too hard, so he kept stiffening his neck, and a slight bead of sweat oozing out of his forehead.

Lu Jue noticed this action and smiled slightly, raised his hand and pressed her head against his chest, and whispered: "I'm not that fragile, I won't break it after a while."

Zhou Ruoshui looked up slightly, but only saw his thin chin, his heart was like a knife, and said softly: "If Liulang is uncomfortable, Shui'er will stay with you in the room and never go anywhere."

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, gently wrapped it around her waist, and said word by word: "This is Brother Yan's wish, and I will celebrate the first birthday with you. It is very important to him and me. Don't worry, go with Brother Yan, and I promise you that you will arrive later."

Zhou Ruoshui sat upright, letting him see his expression clearly, his attitude, and said seriously: "Forget it, the birthday can be passed every year, and nothing matters compared to your health."

This sentence was sweet in Lu Jue's ears, and he held her hand slightly hard, and said with a little sadness in his eyes: "Why is it not important? My life is incompetent. Maybe I will die tomorrow. So every day is very important for me, don't let me go with regrets."

His words were low and a little sad. Zhou Ruoshui felt panicked and tears couldn't stop flowing. He held his hands tightly with both hands, shook his head with sobs and said, "Then don't let me go, just let me accompany you. If,,,,,,." Zhou Ruoshui bit his lip, dared not tell the terrible fact, lowered his head to wipe away the tears, frowned slightly, and said softly: "If that is the case, you won't have regrets, and I won't regret it either."

Looking at the moving face, Lu Jue's eyes flashed and he lowered his voice: "Go once a year! I'll give you a surprise." As he said that, his eyes softly looked at Zhou Ruoshui

Seeing that Zhou Ruoshui was like this, how could he bear to refuse? He nodded in embarrassment and said, "Okay."

Lu Jue pecked her back gently on the back of her hand, reluctantly letting go of her fingers at the thick brocade cold-proof cloak placed on the bed, and said considerately: "The autumn night is cold, put on it to keep the cold."

"Huh" Zhou Ruoshui stood up and did not go to the bed, but walked to the table and brought the medicine bowl over, fed it with him and then felt relieved and reluctantly left.

Shortly after Zhou Ruoshui and Zhao Yan left, a simple single carriage was parked at the entrance of Deyue Tower. After a while, two people wearing thick cloaks, who were even blocked by hoodies, hurriedly got on the carriage and walked with Zhou Ruoshui and the others.

Zhou Ruoshui's birthday banquet was chosen at the Bibo Pavilion that Zhao Yan chose in advance. People can see all the beautiful scenery of West Lake at the Bibo Pavilion. During the day, the West Lake is a beautiful scenery, and after night, it is another scene. Various flower boats pass through the lake. The dark night sky is like a piece of black satin cloth, with stars, brightly turning the bright moon, and the various flower boats passing through it outline a colorful ink painting of the beautiful scenery. Everything can only be said, Zhao Yan has ulterior motives.

The three people sitting in the carriage for a long time were speechless. Zhao Yan looked at Zhou Ruoshui who was worried about others and felt uncomfortable for a long time. Seeing that she was frowned, although she was unhappy with Lu Jue's promise, she didn't want Zhou Ruoshui to think about it and ruin her mood. She felt unwilling to comfort her: "Don't worry, isn't there a miracle doctor around him? There won't be any trouble."

Zhou Ruoshui said quietly: "You didn't see his appearance. How can you not worry about his weak appearance?"

Zhao Yan leaned forward slightly and said, "Don't forget that sentence, how could he die so easily if a bad person has a long life?"

When he heard Zhao Yan slandering Lu Jue, Zhou Ruoshui looked at Zhao Yan with an unhappy face and tried his best to defend him: "Liu Lang is a good official who is dedicated to the people and the public, and a good man who respects his parents and loves his wife. How could he be a bad person?"

The sweetheart was snatched away by a sick man. In Zhao Yan's eyes, he wouldn't be a good person. He murmured to himself in his unhappiness, "In my eyes, he is not a good person."

Since the two of them had a chat all night that day, Zhou Ruoshui has a new understanding of Lu Jue, and has relied on him and has a step closer to each other. At this time, he could not tolerate others saying that he was wrong, but it was also difficult for Zhao Yan, his righteous brother Zhou Ruoshui to blame, so he turned his head aside and ignored it.

Seeing Zhou Ruoshui like this, Zhao Yan felt like a needle pricking in his heart, he didn't expect that his casual words would make Zhou Ruoshui angry. He whispered himself twice, drooping his head and stopped talking.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the car became tense. Xiao Ai and Xiangyue, who were sitting beside each other, looked at this and didn't know how to speak.

After two cups of tea, the driver's voice broke the deadlock after the carriage stopped.

When Zhao Yan heard the coachman's message, he replied, and naturally turned his head to look at Zhou Ruoshui. Seeing that she was carrying the curtains and looking outside, she didn't know what she was thinking, so she didn't call her, but just gave Xiao Ai a wink and signaled her to ask Zhou Ruoshui to get out of the car. He looked at Zhou Ruoshui deeply again and got up first.

Realizing that what he said hurt Zhao Yan, Zhou Ruoshui thought about how to apologize and called out, "Brother Yan, please stay."

Zhao Yan, who had not yet walked out of the car, heard Zhou Ruoshui's voice, turned around and smiled sadly, "Get out of the car!"

Zhou Ruoshui sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry just now."

"You are right, don't forget that Brother Zhao will never be angry with Xiaoruo." After that, he lifted the curtain and got out of the car. Unexpectedly, he was stunned by the scene in front of him as soon as he got off the car. The entire Bibo Pavilion was covered with all kinds of lanterns, with light gauze curtains and fragrant flowers, decorating like a holiday. The sick man who broke the appointment was well-dressed and stood there in full spirit. Next to him was a young man about twenty years old, who was not someone else but Yao Minghao who had returned.

Xiangyue, who got out of the car first, was surprised to see this scene. She quickly lifted the curtain and rushed Zhou Ruoshui inside and said happily: "Second Miss, look, second aunt."

Zhou Ruoshui, who was a little unbelievable after hearing what she said, poked her head out of the car and saw the person standing in the pavilion. She had panic and worries before coming. She understood what the surprise Lu Jue said was, and she was very surprised. For Zhou Ruoshui, this gift was more precious than any priceless treasure.
Chapter completed!