Be a heartthrob in Lao Gong's love letter [Wear the book]

"Ok?"

The man stopped not far away.

Yu Ziqi protected Nie Yimian behind him, staring fiercely at him with a pair of black eyes, as if he was about to pounce on him in the next moment.

"...So someone is there."

The man was dressed in plain green clothes, holding a folding fan, his star eyes were slightly raised, his red lips were bright, and there were faint smiles in the corners of his mouth.

Nie Yimian couldn't help thinking:

"The Smiling Man in Tsing Yi Holding the Fan"

This is... who?

"My surname is Xi, and my name is Qing." The man looked out distressedly, "I wonder if you two...can you let me take shelter from the rain?"

The sky was dark and gloomy at this time, and the raindrops were pouring down, and it was cold and cold.

Xi Qing...?

Nie Yimian thought about the important characters who appeared in the book, but there was no one with the surname "Xi".

...that must be an unimportant person.

system:[? ? ?What logic?Master Bai knows that you will be mad at you for reading like this! ]

Nie Yimian: […]

He squeezed Yu Ziqi's arm, signaling him to relax.

The two looked at each other.

"Please." Yu Ziqi said flatly.

"Thank you both."

Xi Qing walked forward unhurriedly, meeting the vigilant eyes of the two with a calm demeanor.A leisurely look like a nobleman traveling.

He glanced around - broken bricks and tiles, pierced with eight holes; cobwebs, dust, dead grass everywhere.

He frowned in disgust.

Seeing this, Yu Ziqi, who had been observing him, sneered.

Nie Yimian was covered with goosebumps from the cold wind, his nose itched, and he sneezed like a kitten, and a snot bubble appeared on his face instantly.

system:[……]

Xi Qing: "..."

Yu Ziqi: "..."

"But someone is sick?" Xi Qing asked suddenly.

Yu Ziqi wiped Nie Yimian's face silently.

"I know a little bit about medicine." Xi Qing said, looking behind the two of them, "If you don't mind, let me take a look."

A little knowledge of medicine?

Yu Ziqi's eyes flickered slightly, and he pursed his chapped lips.

Almost all the money he stole was spent on the old man.This time, after getting the money from the bully, he finally hired a decent doctor, but he still couldn't see the old man's faults.For the time being, I can only buy a few medicines for dispelling evil and benefiting yang, and I hang my breath.

And is this guy with "slight medical skills" worth trusting?

Seeing Yu Ziqi's hesitant look, Nie Yimian also thought about it carefully.What reason does Xi Qing have to deceive and tease the two little beggars?It doesn't matter if you let him take a look.Right now they too can do nothing about the old beggar's disease.

Nie Yimian approached him and said softly, "Brother, this person doesn't seem to be malicious."

According to the male lead's gloomy and vigilant character, if there is such a Xi Qing in the original plot, he will most likely be rejected by him.

Nie Yimian once asked the system whether the plot of the original text would be changed because of his arrival.

The answer given by the system is yes.

[Don't worry about the plot, just follow your own choice. ] The system said, [Moreover, no matter what you choose, the general direction of the world will not change much. ]

No matter what, Yu Ziqi will embark on the journey of immortality, take in younger brothers, take in sisters, pick up treasures, obtain artifacts, fight against the catastrophe, and cheat all the way... But the established result is that he will eventually be defeated by the demonized male second.After that, Moxiu will rule the entire comprehension continent.

Such a miserable ending for the hero in the later period is really embarrassing.Nie Yimian called again with a shy old face: "Brother."

Yu Ziqi closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were clear.

He nodded towards Xi Qing, and moved sideways to a position.

Xi Qing glanced at Nie Yimian with a half-smile, and a clear voice came from the universe in his sleeve.

jingle —

……

Because of the rain, there were not many pedestrians on the street at this time.

Ah Hao holds an umbrella for a beautiful woman standing beside her.I saved her from the bully earlier, so I didn't have time to take a closer look at her appearance.Now that the two of them are alone, they should appreciate it carefully.

Under the oil-paper umbrella, the woman stands still with her head bowed, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and her willow waist looks like a lotus flower in clear water, which is naturally carved.

"Furong is here to thank the girl." The woman bowed Yingying.

"Girl, you don't need to be too polite. That villain is full of evil, to humiliate you in the street like this... really damn it!" Ah Hao said angrily, his eyes seemed to burst into flames.

"By the way... how could Miss Furong go out alone?" She looked suspicious.Ordinary wealthy embroidered households would not allow women in their boudoirs to go out alone.

"The crowd was crowded and separated Fu Rong and the servants." Fu Rong pulled out a bitter smile, her eyes rippling slightly.It seems really helpless.

Ah Hao showed a smile of "as expected", and spoke freely and unrestrainedly: "Then... where does the girl live? I will send the girl back. So that the family members don't worry."

annoying!

Furong lowered her head, a hint of impatience flashed across her face.

"Miss has a heart... It's just that it's inconvenient to tell me Furong's residence, but I hope you will forgive me."

"Ah...?" Her answer caught Ah Hao by surprise.

There was a sound of horseshoes coming from behind.When the two looked back, they saw a gorgeously decorated carriage parked beside them in good time.

Ah Hao's eyes widened, she had never seen such a luxurious carriage.

Horse Yingluo, precious wood is made into a car, exquisitely carved; brocade is made into a curtain, full of fragrance;

Dai Li's coachman bowed deeply to Furong:

"Miss."

With a smile on Furong's mouth, she bid farewell to Ah Hao:

"Miss' kindness, Fu Rong will keep it in mind. For the time being, it is not a respect to send a hairpin to the girl." As she spoke, she took a jade hairpin from her hair and put it in Ah Hao's hand.

Looking at the gradually driving away carriage, Ah Hao rubbed the jade hairpin in his hand thoughtfully, feeling a few dimples on his fingers.

Looking down, the word [Fucui] is engraved on it.

She seemed to have thought of something.

[July hibiscus and green water]

Furong Building and Cuishui Pavilion are the two places of smoke and willows in Furong Town.

……

The drizzle was blowing slightly, and a gorgeous carriage returned slowly.

In Cuishui Pavilion, the light gauze sways with the wind, and the pleasant fragrance hits the face.Literati and elegant guests are mixed in it.

Beautiful young men with different postures stood quietly on both sides with their heads bowed.

In the private room, a young man with a handsome face sat playing the piano.

The skin is as white as snow, and the slightly thin body is loosely covered with a white brocade dress with cloud patterns.The long eyelashes are curled up, and the agility between the brows and eyes is somewhat similar to that of Furong.

The bony fingers plucked the strings from time to time.

"My lord." Fu Rong respectfully knelt down in front of the boy.

The boy who was called "Young Master" raised his head and fiddled with the strings for a while.

"What is it?" The young man's crisp voice seemed a little indifferent.

"Young Master, Your Highness has successfully obtained the Quxie Bell. It's just..." Fu Rong paused, and continued, "It's just that people from the Spirit Sect have also been tracked down here."

The young man lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment.

"...Sir?"

The young man played the piano with a smile, and said mockingly: "Those annoying guys from the Lingzong can't do anything to His Highness."

"But..." Fu Rong hesitated to speak.She had been cultivating for a hundred years and was able to form a golden elixir, but she was defeated by a few brats who were still building their foundations, making her defenseless.Cultivation was suppressed for no reason, and whose hand was it?

I'm afraid it's not just those brats who came this time.

"What we should do is to be happy for His Highness." The young man gathered the Chinese clothes on his body and stood up slowly.

The jade hand, which was thinner than a woman's, seemed to be gently pinching Fu Rong's chin, but forced her to look up with a domineering force.

"Instead of worrying."

For the young man in front of him, the smile outlined at the corner of his mouth has not changed at all, and his indifferent eyes can't reflect her at all.

Fu Rong couldn't help holding her breath due to the chill. The coercion released by the young man was enough to kill her on the spot.

Seeing Fu Rong's terrified expression, the young man seemed bored, he simply let her go, called the boy who was waiting outside, brought a clean handkerchief, and gently wiped his fingers.

Furong looked pale and lowered her head.

"Where is Your Highness?" the young man asked casually.

"Back to the son, His Highness has not informed the whereabouts of the slaves..."

"Go back."

"Yes."

……

[jingle—]

Nie Yimian was annoyed by the noise.The same ringtones came from all directions, reunited as if they had life, drilled into his ears together, and poured into his mind like a stream of water.

Nie Yimian looked at the faces of the other two, and there was nothing unusual about it.

[Did you hear (detect) any sound? ] He tapped the system.

[No.What sound? ]

[The bell is ringing... Is there something wrong with you? ]

[... Do you feel chest tightness and shortness of breath? ]

[No. ]

[...Does that make you feel extremely sad? ]

[No. ]

[There is nothing wrong with that. ]

[...]

[Old people like you should dig out your ears more. ]

[...]

[There will be points for doing tasks in the future, buy yourself an earpick to dig. ]

[...(Qiangyanhuanxiao.jpg)] I cut all the wires of the horse riding circuit for you.

Yu Ziqi seemed to have sensed Nie Yimian's strangeness, and he touched and pinched him, making him feel the love of an old lady.Immediately, his legs were no longer sore, his back was no longer painful, and his head was no longer dizzy.

The sound of [Ding Dong] gradually disappeared in Yu Ziqi's voice, and Nie Yimian breathed a sigh of relief.The male protagonist is indeed a male protagonist, and he can easily resolve any weird things he encounters.

Except for the second male rival.

Yu Ziqi touched Nie Yimian's forehead, and muttered in a low voice, "Did I sleep less..."

System: [Clam clack clack clack! ! ]

System: [Nie Yimian's sleeping master has really hammered it. ]

Nie Yimian: "..."

After checking the old beggar's condition, Xi Qing turned around and saw this scene:

The boy with a calm face carefully embraced another child in his arms.The two whispered to each other like lovers.

He tapped his forehead with his fan thoughtfully, and a bad thought grew in his mind.

What would happen if the two were separated?

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