His Majesty Meow Raises Fish [Rebirth]

Although it was dusk, the sky was still visible, Qi Jing was in front, Shaoxuan was behind, and the two walked down the mountain silently.

Qi Jing thought about it all day, but she didn't think things through.

How to go in the future, how to remember all the things in his previous life, how to save his life after three years... He still hasn't found the answer to these.

It seems that the more you think about it carefully, the more obstacles you may encounter in the future.

But if Qi Jing was a person who knew how to retreat in the face of difficulties, she would not have been so persistent in her previous life, doing her best and giving her all in order to get Yu Zhaoyi's love and approval.

The more difficulties he found, the more he wanted to know where they could go.

——The only question now is, does Shao Xuan also want to know the same answer?

At sunset, according to the usual practice, it was time to prepare a vegetarian meal, but the Seventh Prince had no appetite, and he was absent-minded when he was playing with Eleven.

The little prince asked him when Brother Shaoxuan could come back, Qi Jing said: "It will probably take a while."

Although the shark is not good at words, since he has promised to "go early and return early", he will not break his promise... So Qi Jing thought that he would at least come back before the sound of the evening drum.

It was the first time for Shaoxuan to come back late, because he worried the little guy’s precious brother, Xiao Shiyi expressed doubts about whether the “suspected lost” brother Shaoxuan could come back in time, so he asked his brother to send Liu Bai and the others to take care of him. Brother Shaoxuan picked it up, lest he get lost again (fog).

In the end, the seventh prince, who was reminded by his younger brother, decided to go to battle himself, calling it a good name, just to see how their Shaoxuan practiced martial arts in the back mountain.

Counting the previous walks together on Tianjie and the encounter by the waterfall in the mountain, this is the third time that the Seventh Prince saw the mountain guardian of Zhenguo Temple.

Although it was the other party's proposal to keep Shaoxuan that caused them trouble and entanglement, it was all for Shaoxuan's sake.

Therefore, Qi Jing was not angry with the master, on the contrary, he was very glad that Shaoxuan was able to meet the old friend of the Yurenhuang. In this way, Kyushu had another person who would care about Shaoxuan.

The two sides exchanged polite greetings for a while, and Qi Jing had the cheek to ask the master to teach her martial arts.

He actually wanted to see how hard Shaoxuan practiced martial arts with Grandmaster Hong Chou, and the result was not unexpected, he was tortured terribly.

When Master Hong Chou's fist hit her face directly, Qi Jing even felt as if she had returned to the moment when she was dying in her previous life, both desperate and fearful, and extremely unwilling.

It wasn't until the last moment that the master withdrew his fist with cleverness, which didn't really hurt him, but even so, the Seventh Prince was frightened enough.

If Shaoxuan hadn't supported him in time, Qi Jing might not even be able to stand still.

Later, he was held in Shaoxuan's arms, and he couldn't calm down after staying there for a while.

Master Hong Chou originally wanted to arouse the blood of the Seventh Prince as if he was motivating Shaoxuan, and he was sure that he could stop it in time and would not really hurt His Royal Highness, so he deliberately made a heavy blow. Who knew that the other party's reaction was so violent.

The master did not despise Qi Jing because of this. After all, people in this world always have different reactions to life and death.

Just like some people are afraid of rats and ants, some people are afraid of snakes and scorpions, and some people are afraid of their parents, brothers and sisters-in-law, and even children crying.

Sometimes it is not because of how scary the feared thing is, but because people always avoid the feared thing as an insurmountable mountain in their hearts.

Before learning that Shaoxuan was from the same family as his old Shaokun, Master Hong Chou had a very good impression of His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince who went up the mountain with the baby in his arms.

So when he saw that he had scared the young man, Master Hong Chou rushed to remedy it, and while letting Shaoxuan take care of the seventh prince, he felt his pulse and observed his condition.

Afterwards, Qi Jing, who slowly regained his composure, successfully took his merman home, and also received an umbrella from his master as an extra gift.

When it really started to rain in the middle of the road, they were finally able to open their umbrellas and walk together smoothly.

Because of the rain, the mountain road immediately became a little difficult to walk. Qi Jing came out in a hurry, without shoes, and his shoes would soon get wet.

Shaoxuan, who was holding an umbrella, stopped suddenly. He handed the umbrella to Qi Jing, then took a step forward, stopped in front, and squatted in front of the Seventh Prince, apparently planning to carry Qi Jing down the mountain .

Looking at the tall merman squatting in front of him with his back facing him, exposing his broad back, Qi Jing, who had just experienced the test of life and death, suddenly felt his heart wet with the mountain rain.

——I used to look forward to the stars and the moon, but I couldn't look forward to it, and I didn't get the care and love until I died. It's too easy to get in this life, but it makes people feel a little scared.

Grandmaster Hong Xuan's punching wind was indeed terrifying, but after all it didn't hit him... No one can guarantee that they will be able to retreat unscathed when they encounter danger in the future.

Qi Jing heard himself asking: "The mountain road is difficult, aren't you afraid?"

The shark didn't look back, but said: "Don't be afraid."

A certain person was a little bit reluctant, and asked again: "Are you not afraid of anything?"

Shaoxuan was silent for a while, and replied, "I'm not afraid of anything."

Hearing the calmness and firmness in his words, Qi Jing was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly grinned: "I'm not afraid either."

The Seventh Prince took half a step forward, but he didn't fall on Shaoxuan's back, but helped him up, put the umbrella back in his hand, took out the torch and lit the torch, and then looked at him with burning eyes.

"Go, let's go back." Although the road ahead is unknown, we can find it together.

Shaoxuan looked at the other party's shining eyes under the firelight, and nodded silently.

……

Brother Shaoxuan came back early today, so they could go to bed earlier, and the little leopard cub was chasing his tail on the bed to play after washing for nothing.

Although the little guy has a round body, his movements are extremely agile. He circled and circled quickly on the inside of the stone bed... as expected, he almost fainted.

Fortunately, his brother was protecting him with both hands, and the little leopard cub finally turned into his arms, and threw himself into his arms with ease.

Qi Jing was relieved and was in a good mood. Seeing that the little leopard cub was crooked, he wanted to throw it into his hand, thinking of the little fur ball that had thrown himself into the trap, and would not touch it for nothing, so he stretched out his sinful hand and took the little leopard cub. The cub held it in his hand and rubbed it.

"Wooooow~" The little guy felt that his brother was in a better mood, and he was also very happy. He didn't get angry when the fluff was rubbed into a mess, and he still held his hand and wouldn't let his brother let go.

Qi Jing taught the younger brother by the way: "Next, we must treat your Brother Shaoxuan very well, so that he is reluctant to leave us!"

The little leopard cub who had managed to stand still sat down on the couch, tilting his head and looking confused.

——With my brother and a cutie like him around, even if I don't do anything, Brother Shaoxuan can't bear to go anywhere?

Qi Jing couldn't hear the voice of the little guy who was better than blue, so he patted his heavy head.

Although they were not walking slowly, and the mountain rain was not too heavy, they were still wet when they returned to the temple, especially Shaoxuan who was holding an umbrella, the outer half was completely wet.

On the way, he wanted to give Qi Jing the clogs to wear, but the two people's feet were different in size, and it was not easy or safe to wear big clogs to walk the mountain road with water, so he had to give up in the end.

After finally returning to the temple, they quickly took a hot bath. Qi Jing didn't feel any better just now, but when he was about to sleep, he realized that his head was a little heavy and he was a little dizzy.

—Could it be because of the cold?Is it such a big summer again?

Qi Jing couldn't help but think of this time last year, when she was just reborn, when she was in a daze of illness.

The big maid beside her, Qiuxi, was careful and responsible, fearing that the evil wind would continue to enter her Highness's body, so she absolutely did not put ice in the house.

It was precisely because of this that Qi Jing, who was pretending to be sick, almost had a fever.

Thinking of the days dominated by thin quilts, Qi Jing couldn't help shivering.

Seeing his brother's body shaking, the little leopard cub quickly followed suit.

Qi Jing carried it back to the inner side of the stone couch, put its tail around the little leopard cub, and urged: "Go to sleep."

The little guy has always been obedient, and he completed the "quick sleep" command given by his brother in the blink of an eye. He didn't know what he thought of in his sleep, so he hugged his little tail and gnawed.

Qi Jing couldn't help smiling, but she touched her aching temple, and didn't dare to open her eyes anymore, so she quickly lay down and fell asleep.

However, after sleeping deeply all night, Qi Jing's condition did not improve, and her head was still groggy.

In order to avoid worrying Shaoxuan and the others, he pretended nothing had happened, only because he went back and forth in the mountains last night, so he was a little tired, so he seemed listless.

After sending away Shaoxuan who wanted to stay to see him, Qi Jing also didn't want to get too close to Xiaoshi, lest he really have some kind of typhoid fever, which would affect his younger brother.

So he excused himself to make up yesterday's evening class, and went to the meditation room for lay monks to meditate alone, and went to copy the scriptures alone.

When he was sent back to the courtyard again, Qi Jing realized that he had fainted in the Zen room.

The little novice monk who came to remind the laymen that he was going to have a fast meal knocked on the door for a long time, but found that there was no answer in the room, so he was anxious to find someone to break in and found that the seventh prince had fainted before the case.

When Shaoxuan came back, he was naturally worried, but Qi Jing didn't care.

He remembered that when he was a teenager, he got sick at this time for several consecutive years, even after awakening the incomplete soul, which shows that it has nothing to do with the awakening.

The imperial doctor said that fever in summer is actually a sign of yin-cold body deficiency, and the main method is to nourish yang qi.

Resurrection, the Seventh Prince didn't think about whether he would awaken his soul again.

But when he thought of Jinbao in his previous life who was always sleepy and looked extremely pitiful, he might as well not meet each other in this life and let him be a completely ordinary person.

Obtaining the merman's promise, Qi Jing no longer worried about Shaoxuan going to see Master Hong Chou.

"I want to pray for the royal family. I have to copy the scriptures myself. What are you doing with me? Watch me copy the scriptures?"

"Don't copy, stay in bed and rest."

"Okay, okay, I won't copy, isn't it okay if I don't copy?"

The Seventh Prince had no choice but to make a promise, and then asked casually: "I'm going to rest in bed, what are you doing here, do you want to sleep with me?"

The author has something to say:

--small theater--

Qi Xiaomiao: I heard who confessed first and who was the gong?

Author: No, no, the main thing that determines the status of an object is the size of something.

Qi Xiaomiao: Σ(⊙▽⊙" what size is a?

Author: Guess (￢_￢)