Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

After the matter was settled, Jiang Que led Yanhui away lightly.

Only Tang Qia, wearing a blue shirt disheveled in the wind, was left.

Behind her was the house that had been shattered into ruins.

So what did she get on this trip?

Is there no one speaking up for the beautiful Master?

The answer is – no.

Because the culprit had already escaped and was returning to his yard, he arranged for the boy to stay in the room next to his dormitory.

After the young man had tidied the room, he walked in and placed two bottles of ointment on the table.

One bottle is for wiping hands. Because he was bullied by his senior brothers, the boy had to chop wood and fetch water all day long. Not only were his originally fair and tender hands covered with calluses, but they were also covered with scars.

As for the other bottle, apply it where it hurts the most.

Jiang Que put down the medicine, said a few simple words, and left without looking back.

There is tenderness, but not much.

...

The first night Yanhui moved in, everything was peaceful.

The next morning, Tang Cai went to the Changsheng Palace to find the headmaster to carve a tablet for Jiang Que and Yan Shijiu to become Taoist couples. The news spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and quickly spread.

Although Jiang Que is a vase, he entered the sect early and his cultivation is better than other disciples, so he is respected as an Immortal King.

Yan Shijiu is Tang Qia's new apprentice this year. Among thousands of people, she only took a fancy to this one because he is good-looking and obedient, and she always keeps him by her side.

It's been just over a month, and these two people who are obviously not on the same path are going to become companions?

And they are all men!

What a joke.

and also! !

Jiang Que Xianjun practices the ruthless way. Will this really not affect his practice? ?

There are many different opinions within the sect, but it is said that Immortal Lord Jiang Que's cultivation has greatly improved recently, and he even destroyed the bedroom of Immortal Lord Tang Cai, which is currently being renovated.

For a moment, no one dared to dance in front of the master, for fear of being beaten.

But there was another voice.

Although Jiang Que Xianjun practiced the ruthless way, his cultivation suddenly increased because of Yan Shijiu's special physique. The accidental combination of the two doubled his cultivation.

That's why the immortal king who practices the ruthless way is willing to risk breaking his way and form a bond with Yan Shijiu.

The story sounded so convincing that even Jiang Que almost believed it.

I wish your cultivation was as much as your words.

A bunch of crazy men and women, they are not good at anything and are the best at spreading rumors.

After living in the courtyard for half a month, Yanhui rarely saw Jiang Que. No one knew what he was busy with. He went out early and came back late every day, as if he was hiding from people.

Occasionally, I would meet her drinking tea in the yard. She was dressed in white and had black hair, and was as beautiful as a painting. Before I could step forward to say hello, she would have left.

Only a pot of freshly brewed tea was left on the stone table, emitting wisps of white smoke.

But occasionally this guy is in a good mood. If you see him practicing sword in the yard, he will take out the guqin from his storage bag, sit on the ground under the eaves, and use the sound of the guqin to guide his sword practice.

The sword wind raised dust and blew up the peach tree in the yard.

The immortal in white sat on the wooden steps under the eaves, playing the zither with his fingertips, his black hair spread out behind him like the finest silk.

The young man was dressed in tight clothes and had a neat high ponytail. He wielded a thin sword in his hand. As the sound of the piano became faster and faster, his moves became increasingly fierce, revealing a ruthlessness that did not match his appearance.

When the zither ended and the sword fell, the young man flew over and picked two peaches from the peach tree. He just raised a smile and was about to share them, but when he looked back, the calm and arrogant immortal had already stood up and returned to his room with the zither in his arms.

And the words the man said at the beginning kept echoing in my mind.

I won't like you, and marrying you is just fulfilling my duty.

Really not, do you like it?

Jiang Que took a nap, and when he woke up, there were several washed peaches on plates on the square table in the dormitory. He picked the reddest and best-looking ones.

The sunlight coming in through the crack in the door shone on the peaches, and they seemed to be glowing.

Jiang Que straightened his clothes and walked over. He stood beside the table and stared at the peaches for a while. Perhaps he was thinking of the young man picking and washing peaches under the peach tree in the yard.

Suddenly he raised his lips, his eyes filled with warmth, and reached out to take one.

Jiang Que didn't like eating peaches. No matter how he washed them, he would feel his mouth or hands would be covered with fuzz when he touched them, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Jiang Que took the peach in his palm with his slender fingers and played with it carefully. Just when he found it interesting and put it to his mouth to bite it, the door was pushed open by the young man.