I heard that he will die soon

The so-called not sticking to the time means that everything should be detailed and clear.

The reason why the leader is like this, the person who handles the matter does not need to ask, as long as he obeys the order.

The fact that there was an extra beauty in the church was not hidden, and many congregants watched Yan Qiu being brought back by the leader that day.

But most of them only know that the leader brought back a beautiful woman who is as beautiful as a fairy. As for Yan Qiu's identity and name, they don't know anything. Only Xue Qian and the people around Gui Fei are really clear, so there are a little rumors. error.

Gui Fei didn't mean to explain, and Xue Qian didn't mean to explain the nature of gender to others. As for other people, they wouldn't say anything without the leader's order, so the misunderstanding continued like this.

Yan Qiu stayed in the medicine hall for a while, and then moved into the leader's yard. The others couldn't see it even though they were full of curiosity.

Recently, there was no major event in the church, so the gossip began to spread.

Some speculated about the relationship between Yan Qiu and the leader, and some guessed how beautiful Yan Qiu was. They chatted quietly in their spare time, feeling that the leader is still a man, and it is sad to be a beauty.

Yan Qiu himself was honest, and he didn't know how the sect could imagine his love and hatred with the leader. An Ansheng lay on the bed for a few days, and the wound seemed to show signs of recovery.

It's just that everyone in the know knows that the wound will not heal before he dies.

It was three days in a flash.

In the past few days, Yan Qiu has become very familiar with the four maids around Gui Fei at an extremely fast speed. He can call everyone affectionately "Sister" when he sees them.

Gui Fei doesn't come here every day, but as the leader who rarely appears in front of everyone, he spends a lot of time at Yan Qiu's place.

When sleeping lightly on the bed, Yan Qiu would occasionally hear some piercing sounds, and then wake up, staring at the small piece of heaven and earth by the window in a daze.

On the day he was injured, he heard a similar sound.

In the past few days, Yan Qiu didn't make any request.

I thought that a young master like Yan Qiu would make some small requests because he was not used to living here, but he didn't say anything, and he seemed to be living happily.

Reminiscent of the poison on his body, and adding a little bit of imagination, the maids felt a little distressed.In addition, Yan Qiu treats everyone with a sincere attitude, and his personality is straightforward and innocent. Unknowingly, several people really treat him as a younger brother, and the details are also meticulous.

However, there is only so much they can do, and there is nothing they can do about people Xue Qian can't treat.

However, Yan Qiu has issued a lot of good person cards these days.

As a member of the Devil's Cult, it was a very fresh experience to be praised as a good person by a rich man with no power to restrain himself.

On this day, the weather was pleasant, and Yan Qiu still seemed as relaxed as he was a few days ago. He obediently ate and drank his medicine, and then let the drug boy Shen Qing change his bandages for him like a delicate porcelain doll, with a natural and relaxed expression.

It is completely impossible to see that his life span is less than twelve hours.

But Qing Mu and the others felt a little sad.

They were going to collect Yan Qiu's body at any time, Xue Qian said, if Yan Qiu's expression was too painful, in order to make him walk more comfortably, they might as well press his acupoints and let him 'sleep' over earlier.

Three days is not long or short, maybe it can only be regarded as a moment in their lives, but it is the last period of Yan Qiu's life.

To watch this young man who always smiled and called their sister die slowly, watching him so young...

After breakfast, Yan Qiu suddenly said: "Sisters, I want to go out and have a look, can I?"

Qing Mu, who was cleaning the dishes and chopsticks, was taken aback for a moment, exchanged glances with Lan Xin who was beside her, and said softly, "My lord, wait a moment."

Although Xue Qian regarded Yan Qiu as someone who was destined to die and hadn't visited him in the past few days, his rules were that patients had to listen to him, and if Yan Qiu wanted to get out of bed, he still had to ask.

Also, ask the teacher.

After a while, Lan Xin, who went to inquire about Gui Fei, came back with Gui Fei. After everyone saw the ceremony, Gui Fei went to Yan Qiu's bed and looked down at him.

Yan Qiu looked the same as the previous few days, there was no blood on his face, but it only added a touch of sickly beauty, without any emaciation.

Several people in the room looked at each other, not understanding Gui Fei's intentions, and kept silent.

After a long time, Gui Fei leaned slightly, and suddenly stretched out her hand.

The man's hands had thin calluses, and the movements of touching his cheeks were incredibly gentle, as if he was touching a delicate piece of porcelain.

Yan Qiu was slightly taken aback, always feeling a little cautious in his movements, inexplicably gentle, and a little surprised in his heart.

Gui Fei: "Not bad."

As he said that, the man withdrew his hand and stood with his hands behind his back, "Didn't you say you want to go out? Change clothes."

Blinking, Yan Qiu raised his hand to touch the place where he was touched by the man just now, and looked at Gui Fei suspiciously.

Qing Mu at the side quickly took out the clothes that Xiu Niang had made for Yan Qiu from the closet. It was as bright red as fire, which was Yan Qiu's favorite color.

good?

what's good?

Praise him for his good-looking face?

Yan Qiu looked puzzled, seeing Gui Fei sat down at the small table over there, and someone poured tea for him, as if nothing happened just now.

After putting on the red clothes, Yan Qiu realized that the clothes he had never worn before were...not exactly the same as the one on Gui Fei, but when they stood together, they looked like a set.

The same red dress, the same gold trim, the same embroidered pattern and the same wide sleeves, should it be said that the clothes are made by the same embroiderer?

The fabrics used to make clothes for Yan Qiu were much better than he had imagined. It seemed that the teaching conditions were not bad, and the clothes made for the guests were also made of good fabrics.

Dressed in red, even though Yan Qiu was unwell and pale at the moment, he still suppressed the red that was too bright for ordinary people.

Because of the treatment of the waist, Yan Qiu's waist, which was already thin and thin, became even more slender. The porcelain-white skin became smoother and fairer against the backdrop of the red dress. It was obviously a patient's skin, but it was tender and moving.Against the backdrop of the clothes, his slightly pale face looked more bloody, less sickly, and more chic.

I was worried that such a majestic style would make Yan Qiu look thinner, but after the real upper body, everyone discovered that Yan Qiu has an aura that is not inferior to others, because he always laughs at Yan Yan on weekdays, It seems innocent and ignorant of the world, so it was not discovered.

Because it was too gentle, it didn't attract the attention of others.

In the same red dress, the leader is self-respecting, proud of all things, handsome and flawless like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, so sharp that people dare not look directly at his face.

And Yan Qiu, with bright eyes, white teeth, and picturesque eyebrows, although astonishing everyone, has a faint sense of indifference to the world, and there is a youthful and playful look in his eyes, which makes it hard not to have a good impression of him.

Just like himself, as gentle as warm water, pouring into people's hearts.

I thought red could only be worn to show domineering, but Yan Qiu abruptly wore it to show tenderness, which opened the eyes of Qing Mu and others who were dazzled by Gui Fei's side.

After tying the crown for him, Qing Mu took a step back and looked at this peerless beauty. Even though she was prepared in her heart, she was still amazed by Yan Qiu at this moment.

Before actually seeing Yan Qiu in such a posture, I am afraid that everyone who heard those rumors would think that Yan Qiu's beauty is that kind of feminine beauty, so there are often rumors of being mistaken for a woman.

And when seeing Yan Qiu at this moment, Qing Mu knew that Yan Qiu's beauty was not even a trace of femininity.

The word beauty is gender-neutral.

It's just that most people subconsciously think that women are more beautiful than men, so when Yan Qiu appeared, they were always classified as women.

Qing Mu was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses, and joked with Yan Qiu with a smile: "Young master is so good-looking, I really don't know how he has managed to survive until now, Qing Mu just took a look, and wanted to take it home and become a husband. "

Gui Fei raised her eyes, her eyes paused for a moment on Qing Mu's back, then moved to Yan Qiu's body, her eyes flickered slightly, and she looked for a long time before she looked away.

Yan Qiu has spent the past few days lying on the bed in middle clothes to recover from his injuries. It is rare for him to change into a coat. Although the style is slightly different from before, he is still quite satisfied, and his eyes are bent into crescent moons: "Sister Qingmu is worrying too much, I Without martial arts, I will naturally bring my servants to protect me when I go out, and ordinary people dare not do anything to me."

Qing Mu: "Qing Mu is a little curious about what the young master's parents look like."

"Let's go." Gui Fei said suddenly at this moment.

Yan Qiu looked at Gui Fei, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his waist, naturally there was nothing there.

"Master." Yan Qiu just made a small inadvertent movement. After finishing, he walked to Gui Fei's side, looked up at Gui Fei who was a head taller than him, and blinked, "Doesn't the Master like me wearing this dress?"

Gui Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and she raised her eyebrows slightly: "How should I say it?"

Yan Qiu: "The leader's face is colder than before, is it because this dress..." is too similar to yours, so I'm not happy?

Waiting for him to finish speaking, Gui Fei said: "No, very good."

Yan Qiu: "Huh?"

The man seemed to suddenly feel better.

The green, red, blue and purple on the side: Can Yan Qiu detect the mood of the leader?They have been with the leader for so long, so they may not be able to guess correctly.