Blue Fall, Yellow Spring and Jun Sui

As if thinking of something, Fang Junqian suddenly put down Xiao Qingyu, and quickly stepped back, "Qingyu, did I hurt you?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Qingyu smiled lightly, this smile was like spring flowers blooming, a warm breeze.

"Fang Jungan." Wushuang murmured, "Did you invite this Qingcheng girl in person?"

"Eh?" Fang Junqian raised his head, was dazed for a moment, and then immediately replied, "Qingyu, it's Fang Junqian, Yu Ri said, he can save you. Qingyu..." At the end of the sentence, it was too low to be heard.

Seeing Fang Jun doing this, Xiao Qingyu couldn't help but touch his forehead. It's obviously his fault, okay?

"Fang Junqian, this Qingcheng is very unusual." Xiao Qingyu stopped entangled with this topic, "She seems to have a feeling of deja vu."

Hearing this, Fang Junqian also remembered seeing Qingcheng for the first time that day, "Qingyu, she is very similar to you, especially her eyebrows and eyes, which are almost carved out of the same mold, and the faint aura on her body."

Xiao Qingyu sighed, and slowly untied the golden thread wrapped around his right hand, "Fang Jun, actually, there is one thing Xiao Qingyu didn't tell you, come here." The golden thread was untied, and the white hand had distinct knuckles. .

Fang Junqian pulled Wushuang's right hand and looked at it carefully. This hand was very white, the skin was very delicate, and the palm of the hand had a faint strangle mark due to the golden thread being entangled all the year round. However, Fang Jungan found a shallow wound under the strangle mark. It is so shallow that it is almost invisible to the naked eye.

"This." Looking at Xiao Qingyu in shock, the latter nodded slightly, "When Miss Qingcheng gave Xiao a needle, I also found an identical spot on her left hand, but I never knew I had it. Sister or younger sister..."

"If that's the case, that's fine." In fact, Fang Jun made a very selfish hope that Xiao Qingcheng would be Qingyu's relatives.

"The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment." Wushuang lowered his head and murmured, "Fang Junqian, can Xiao's poison really be cured?"

Fang Junqian suppressed the grief in his heart, and said, "If there is 'blood of the closest relative' as a medicine, it can be completely relieved."

Xiao Qingyu's body trembled, "If so, what if not?"

Fang Jungan remained silent, pursing his lips, the already thin lips looked more like a straight line.

After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Qingyu, if not, there is only a five-point chance to untie "Bi Luo Huang Quan"."

Even though he knew it long ago, he still couldn't help feeling distressed.

Looking at the desolate man in front of him, Fang Jungan's heart felt like a knife.

Qingyu, Qingyu, my Qingyu.

Wushuang looked at the person in front of him and smiled lightly, "Fang Junqian, how about betting with me once?"

Eyebrows are like distant mountains, lips are like cold water, and the original clear pupils turned into a shimmering clear spring at that moment.

There was a slightly suffocating warmth in the air.

Fang Jun was stunned for a moment, "Qingyu."

Xiao Qingyu stretched out his hand and tugged on Fang Jungan's sleeve, "Fang Jungan, if Xiao can survive this calamity, I will accompany you, stand by the world, and ignore this commotion."

Finally unable to bear to reject him, Fang Junqian nodded slightly, with a hoarse throat, bitterly uttered a word "Okay."

Xiao Qingyu lowered his head, staring at the knife mark on his hand and thinking slightly,

This hand is very white and tender, and the fingertips are a little nimble.

This hand is small, but the bones are distinct.

This hand gives people a feeling of domineering, stubborn, and one-sidedness.

Qingcheng, Qingcheng, what is your relationship with Xiao Qingyu? !

Fang Junqian looked at the silent Wushuang and sighed, "Qingyu, rest."

Looking up, looking at the man in front of him, he slightly moved his dry lips, and replied, "Okay."

……

Second day

When Qingcheng woke up, Yang Qicheng was still asleep, so she must be exhausted from playing yesterday!

Seeing her pouted, her face became round and extremely cute.

The tender lips are like cherries, making people want to take a bite, with a sweet smile on his face, looking innocent.

Such a Yang Qicheng made Qingcheng think of herself, she was once so naive, what a pity.

Gently pushing the door open, the cold wind mixed with a hint of winter fragrance rushed towards me, and my mood suddenly calmed down.

The corners of the lips under the alluring veil are slightly upturned, I don't know, how long will there be such a leisurely life?

"Girl in Allure—"

Qi Wuyou's cry came from a distance, Qingcheng turned around, and saw Qi Wuyou walking with an old man.

Bringing someone up to three or four steps away, Qingcheng nodded slightly, "Prime Minister Qi, this must be the miracle doctor of Baicao——Yu Ri."

Yu Ri was quite shocked, this woman was so arrogant, but she also politely echoed, "Miss Qingcheng, I have long admired you."

Without further words, Qingcheng said lightly, "Have you prepared all the medicinal materials for refining "Bi Luo Huang Quan Eternally Follows"?"

Although the words were short, they revealed an indescribable majesty.

Qi Wuyou said, "It's all ready, I don't know when the girl will refine it?"

"Wait until Qiqi wakes up."

When the words are over, stop talking, turn around and walk out of the small building

Qi Wuyou thought of Yang Qicheng, and suddenly a layer of cold sweat oozed from his back.