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Late at night, all the disciples in Mu Nanyuan were asleep and it was quiet, but the lights in Xiao Fangchi's room were still on.

The room was lit with incense. Maybe there was too much incense and the smell was strong.

"Master..."

Xiao Fangchi hugged himself, not knowing what he was thinking, murmuring, and then looked outside through the window.

It was very late now, and all I could hear was the chirping of some sparse insects.

It should be almost done.

Thinking like this, Xiao Fangchi stood up, put out the incense, quickly went out and walked in the direction of Canglang Pavilion.

Xiao Fangchi walked very quickly and arrived soon.

He opened the door and walked quietly in. Canglang Pavilion was darker outside, but as you went inside, there was some faint light. It was the small lamp that Song Huaiqing left before going to bed.

There is the smell of incense in the air. It was lit by Xiao Fangchi before he left, and it has not been burned out yet.

He quickly walked into the inner room.

Song Huaiqing did not sleep on the bed, but lay on the couch. Only half of her body was on the couch, most of her legs and hands were hanging in the air, and she could fall to the ground at any time. Even a lot of black hair was hanging on the ground.

"Master?"

Xiao Fangchi called out softly, with a tentative tone.

Song Huaiqing closed her eyes tightly and did not respond to him.

Xiao Fangchi slowly approached.

"Master?"

He called out tentatively again, but when there was still no movement, he confirmed that Song Huaiqing was really asleep, and then he got closer.

He walked to the couch and saw Song Huaiqing's appearance clearly at this time with the help of the faint light.

Song Huaiqing hadn't even put on her underwear yet, it was loosely worn on her body, exposing her chest. Because of his sleeping position, his underwear was wrinkled.

The green silk hair followed his tilted head and covered most of his face, but you could still see that his face was red.

"Master..."

Xiao Fangchi called softly, with infinite tenderness in his voice. He stretched out his hand to pull up Song Huaiqing's inner clothes, and then gently pushed the hair away from her face.

His fingers crawled up Song Huaiqing's face inch by inch, stroking his fingertips.

Xiao Fangchi made no other moves, just stared at Song Huaiqing, and rubbed his fingertips along the outline of his face, finally stopping at the end of his eyes.

"It's still the same as before."

Xiao Fangchi chuckled, looking very bewildered in the silent room.

He knew that it would still be the same in his next life.

Master's body is very strange. He is not allergic to osmanthus, but he is allergic to osmanthus soup made from osmanthus.

As long as you eat sweet-scented osmanthus soup, you will fall into a state of confusion and fall into a drowsy sleep.

Of course, only he knew this secret, not even the master himself was aware of it.

In his previous life, he only made sweet-scented osmanthus soup twice for his master to eat before he realized something was wrong. Although it was checked that it would not cause any harm to Master's body, he never did it again, so Master did not know that he was allergic to osmanthus soup.

Judging from this sleeping position, it seems that Master couldn't hold on and fell asleep after taking a bath.

Originally, he would never make sweet-scented osmanthus soup for his master, but he really couldn't bear it anymore. He really wanted to spend some time with his master quietly, even just for a while.

"Master, it's my fault for not protecting you well. This time, I will protect you well and never lose you again."

Xiao Fangchi whispered and kept rubbing his fingertips on Song Huaiqing's skin.

In fact, he felt very uneasy. Once he was reborn, it would always give him some unrealistic feelings.

Many times he wondered if he had not been reborn and that all this was actually a dream of his own.

After the death of his master in his previous life, he didn't even know what kind of life he lived, and he was in a state of confusion every day. His temper became ruthless and capricious. He despised life and regarded human life as nothing.

He often wonders, if he dies like this, will the Master ignore him when he gets down there?

He skinned and dismembered the rotten people protected by his master one by one. Some were fed to dogs, some were tortured by him, and some were hung in front of the gate of Bu Lao Pavilion, tortured in different ways every day.

But fortunately, he is not alone. His uncle is also like him, taking revenge on those people. But not long after, the uncle also left. Uncle Master was too seriously injured at the time, and even though he later used all the rare herbs, he was still unable to save Uncle Master.

Later, the Immortal Sword that he had always carried with him disappeared out of thin air, and he dug three feet but couldn't find it.

After all, he didn't protect anything related to the master.

He didn't know why he wanted to stay alone in the world and endure the loneliness day and night. It was probably because of the Master's words before his death, "Ah Chi, live on."

He has always listened to what Master said.

Fortunately, God gave him another chance.

This time, he will definitely protect his master, and he will not let go of anyone who bullies his master.

"Master..."

Xiao Fangchi murmured unconsciously, his violent emotions evoked by the memory of his previous life, but the warm feeling from his fingertips pulled him back again, and his violent emotions completely disappeared.

Then, like a child desperate for warmth, he gently put his head on Song Huaiqing's chest.

The sound of a strong heartbeat entered his mind through his ears, which very well soothed the uneasiness in his heart.

After all, people in illusions don’t have a heartbeat.

Xiao Fangchi just knelt on the ground and listened quietly to Song Huaiqing's heartbeat.

He had been very anxious these past few days. He thought his return had caused some changes. After all, he remembered that nothing happened when his master passed the examination of the Sword of Agelessness in his previous life.

If he was given a little hope in despair and fell into deeper despair again, he couldn't imagine whether he could survive.

But, luckily.

After a while, he raised his head, leaned forward, and touched Song Huaiqing's lips like a dragonfly touching water.

Xiao Fangchi smiled contentedly, "Master, don't leave me again, okay."

Seeing that Song Huaiqing ignored him, Xiao Fangchi pinched his face with evil intentions, successfully making Song Huaiqing squeal.

"Um…"

Song Huaiqing felt as if someone was pinching him in his sleep, disturbing his sleep. He couldn't help but express his dissatisfaction, and then changed to a more comfortable sleeping position.

Xiao Fangchi was so cute by his reaction that he burst out laughing, somewhat dumbfounded.

"Then I'll take it as master and agree."

Xiao Fangchi was extremely satisfied. He covered Song Huaiqing with a quilt, lay down next to him and slept until it was almost dawn.

Song Huaiqing felt that she had a very comfortable sleep. When she woke up, she felt refreshed and in a good mood.

"I remember I didn't cover myself with a quilt?"

Song Huaiqing looked at the quilt covering him, a little confused. He was so sleepy last night that he only remembered taking a hurried bath and then fell unconscious.

"Forget it, maybe I forgot."

Song Huaiqing shook his head, stopped worrying, got up, dressed and washed.