Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

Song Yanqing let the dancer change his dressing and listened to her tell anecdotes about their sisters in the Western Regions over the years.

At the end, she sighed and said: "From a very early time, people in the Western Regions knew that the Central Plains was the most beautiful woman in the world. Our sisters have always wanted to visit the Central Plains. This time when they heard that the person came to share the helm, they all said Let me go back and talk to them."

She paused, then continued: "I've seen it now, it's really so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it. But for some reason, I just don't like it."

Before she finished speaking, the bedroom door was suddenly opened.Song Yanqing looked up, and Mo Nanchen came over with a gloomy face, holding a jug of wine in his hand, followed by Luo Qiuyi.

Luo Qiuyi was wearing a gauze dress, and the collar was a little messy. He tidied it up while walking, and inadvertently exposed little hickey marks on his chest.

Song Yanqing tilted his head and pretended not to see, Mo Nanchen took an empty bowl on the table and poured some wine, and paused again when handing it to Song Yanqing.

Looking at the wine in his hand, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't had time to find someone to try it.He looked up, his eyes fell on the dancing girl, and he slightly raised his head to her while holding the wine bowl.

Xuan Mingjiao and Miao Jiang had a very good personal relationship, and Mo Nanchen had no doubts about the medicine given by the elders of the Miao tribe.

It's just that Mo Nanchen was suspicious by nature, and was delayed by Luo Qiuyi for a while, and forgot to find a special drug tester. In addition, this wine was for Song Yanqing, so Mo Nanchen couldn't let go of his heart if no one tested the drug.

Seeing Mo Nanchen calling her, the dancer hurriedly knelt down, took the wine bowl respectfully with both hands, and was about to put it in her mouth.

Song Yanqing propped herself up and watched from the side, the system that had been silent all this time suddenly said: "Toxic." '

Song Yanqing reacted for a second, seeing that the dancer was about to drink down the wine, he suddenly reached out and knocked the wine bowl to the ground.

The dancer didn't say much when she saw this, she immediately spit out the wine in her mouth, kowtowed down, and said in a trembling voice: "The leader calms down."

Song Yanqing's leg injury was still not healed, he saw the dancer shaking violently, he struggled and walked over to block her behind, saluted Mo Nanchen: "There is poison in the wine."

He originally planned to say something to the dancing girl to plead for mercy, after all, Mo Nanchen's face was frighteningly dark now.

Mo Nanchen heard Song Yanqing's words, and said coldly: "Come here, arrest all those people from Miao Jiang and take them to the execution hall."

The fat helmsman standing outside the door immediately called for someone to do it, Mo Nanchen raised his hand and frowned and said, "Wait a minute, send the elder to the guest room, don't make any decisions."

The dancing girl was still shaking, and the jewelry on her body made a slight sound, which made Song Yanqing's heart soften.

He raised his eyes and took a peek at Mo Nanchen, who was carefully looking at the flagon in his hand.

He looked calm, but the beeps in Song Yanqing's mind never stopped.

Mo Nanchen's dependence value on him fluctuated wildly between 50 and 80. Since the value changed too quickly, the system did not give an evaluation for each item, but Song Yanqing felt comfortable when he saw 80.

Song Yanqing and Mo Nanchen had also been together for a while, and he knew that even if this matter had nothing to do with the dancer, Mo Nanchen might kill the dancer to vent his anger.

He turned sideways again, blocked the dancer, and saluted with difficulty: "Master, this matter..."

Mo Nanchen seemed to be awakened by his voice. He put down the jug and looked at Song Yanqing with complicated eyes, waved his hands and said, "You all go down."

The dancer cautiously came out from behind Song Yanqing, bent over to avoid Luo Qiuyi and Mo Nanchen, and retreated silently with small steps.Before leaving, she turned to look at Song Yanqing, and smiled gratefully at him.

Luo Qiuyi stared at the wine spilled on the ground in a daze, and after a long while suddenly heard Mo Nanchen say to him: "You also go out."

Luo Qiuyi didn't want Mo Nanchen and Song Yanqing to be alone in the room. Now Mo Nanchen hasn't realized that the person he likes is Song Yanqing, but that doesn't mean he won't notice it in the future.

Although the two protectors on the left and right were no match for Mo Nanchen, as long as the two of them were there, the Xuanming Sect would be there.

Luo Qiuyi was anxious for a moment, and stretched out his hand to grab Mo Nanchen's wrist.

Mo Nanchen's gaze was still on Song Yanqing, he tried his best to ignore the warmth of Luo Qiuyi's palm and repeated in a cold voice: "You go out too."

Luo Qiuyi didn't move, Mo Nanchen narrowed his eyes and turned back to him and said softly: "Don't you really think that this seat is reluctant to touch you?"

Looking at his expression, Song Yanqing knew that he was really reluctant.

But Luo Qiuyi was not sure about Mo Nanchen's temper, he hesitated for a moment, then walked out of the room, shaking off Mo Nanchen's wrist.

Mo Nanchen just looked at him like that, until the bedroom door closed again, then he turned his head to look at Song Yanqing and said softly, "The wine is the medicine powder for curing Gu insects."

Song Yanqing nodded blankly, Mo Nanchen paused for a long time, and continued: "I don't know that there is poison in it."

Hearing this, Song Yanqing realized that Mo Nanchen was explaining the poisoned wine to him. To be honest, when Song Yanqing knew that there was poison in the wine, his first reaction was that someone wanted to plot against Mo Nanchen.

"Subordinate, I understand." Song Yanqing replied.

Mo Nanchen chuckled, fiddled with the jug in his hand and said, "But how does Protector Song know that there is poison in the wine?"

Song Yanqing saw that Mo Nanchen was just asking casually, so he thought for a while and said nonsense: "Night observation, astrology."

Mo Nanchen laughed, he still remembered that Song Yanqing used this joke to deal with him before.

It's just that at that time, Song Yanqing's body was standing upright, not like now, her face was pale, and her severely injured legs trembled uncontrollably.

Even though Mo Nanchen didn't know medical skills, he knew that Song Yanqing's two legs might be left with the root cause of the disease, and his good lightness kung fu would probably be affected.

His eyes fell on Song Yanqing's bloody lips, and he said thoughtfully: "Then, can Protector Song make a calculation for me, even if I calculate when this disease will be cured?"

Song Yanqing looked at Mo Nanchen, and saw deep unwillingness in his eyes.

Mo Nanchen didn't seem to intend to get his answer, he directly reached out and took Song Yanqing into his arms, and led him to lie down on the bed.

Song Yanqing tried her best to keep a sullen face, so as not to show a smirk.After the plot of the martial arts tournament started, Mo Nanchen hadn't hugged him like this when he was sober for a long time.

Mo Nanchen closed his eyes, leaned on Song Yanqing and said in a deep voice: "When I saw him, I seemed to be insane. What a joke! When did I suffer such humiliation?"

Rubbing Song Yanqing's hair on his forehead, he murmured, "Yanqing, I'm not reconciled..."

Song Yanqing hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and patted the back of Mo Nanchen's hand and said, "Yes, yes."

Mo Nanchen didn't speak any more. He felt very irritable when he got close to Song Yanqing recently, and wished he could leave immediately.

But he couldn't bear it.

He held the person in his arms tightly, his thoughts were surging, and finally he sighed and kissed Song Yanqing's hair, and whispered softly: "Wait for me."

The author has something to say: The leader is still clean, don't be afraid, I am clean!