Peerless Junior Uncle

Hanging in a cold sweat, he nodded.

He Tingge didn't ask him any more, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched his hands into the quilt, took hold of the boy's cold legs, and gently rubbed them.The pretty brows were frowned, but they didn't even look at Fu Qingcheng.

"Does it still hurt?" After rubbing for a while, He Tingge asked.

Fu Qingcheng has not spoken, but his face is still pale.When He Tingge asked him, he turned his head to meet He Tingge's eyes, and said lightly, "Thank you. It will be fine at dawn."

Hearing this, the gully between He Tingge's frowning brows deepened again, dawn?What time is it now?Feeling that his hands and hearts were always cold like his stone-like legs, He Tingge pursed his lips and got up to stand up.

Walking to the table and taking the lampstand to the bedside, Fu Qingcheng's Qingjun frowned slightly following his movements.

"A little bit inside." He Tingge said to Fu Qingcheng expressionlessly.

Fu Qingcheng was puzzled when he heard the words, but he understood immediately, and said, "No need, go and rest."

"Don't talk nonsense." He Tingge was impatient, picked up the man through the quilt and put him inside, then took off his boots and got under the quilt, hugging the boy's legs into his arms, he could still feel the pair of legs through the clothes The legs were freezing cold.

Fu Qingcheng struggled slightly, but after finding no effect, he gave up and let him hold her. However, the temperature gradually coming from his legs relieved the stinging pain a lot.

"Sleep." He Tingge looked at Fu Qingcheng's clear eyes, and simply closed them.

Fu Qingcheng looked at He Tingge with a serious face in front of him, and finally a slight smile appeared on his face that gradually returned to blood color, and he closed his eyes with peace of mind, and fell into a deep sleep amidst the sound of the other's even breathing.

In the early morning of the next day, He Tingge woke up amidst the clear and crisp birdsong, rubbed his eyes in a daze, and felt a little softness in the place where his hand fell. He woke up suddenly, looked into his hand, but saw a The furry head was resting on his chest, and he was soundly asleep.

For a while, He Tingge, who hadn't recovered from his composure, did not move and dared to maintain this movement for a long time, before he slowly came back to his composure, thinking about what happened last night.Immediately thinking of the boy's legs in his arms, he quickly reached out and touched them, and he was relieved that the temperature had returned to normal.

Seeing that the boy showed no signs of waking up, He Tingge struggled for a while on whether to lie down or get up, and then sat up lightly.For fear of alarming the teenagers around him.

Putting on the boots carefully, He Tingge left the room lightly, and let out a heavy breath after going down to the attic.After fetching water in the yard and washing up briefly, our First Young Master He went to the kitchen before dinner for the first time.He scooped up the rice with ease, washed it, poured it with the unique clear spring water in the valley, lit it, and our Young Master He sat on the edge of the stove with his chin propped on one hand and began to be dazed.

As for what he was thinking, even he himself didn't know.This sitting lasted for more than half an hour.

"The porridge is mushy." A voice from the door suddenly pulled He Tingge back from Java.Subconsciously, he glanced at the pot that was simmering on the fire, and when he saw the porridge inside was intact and smelling fragrant, he turned his head and glanced at the young man standing with his arms crossed at the door.

Fu Qingcheng changed into a light purple shirt, and there was still a piece of silk on his shoulders, which was of no use, was it purely for smug beauty?

He Tingge didn't say anything, took a bowl of porridge and brought it over, put it on the table: "Drink."

"Yeah." Fu Qingcheng sat down on the chair in response, picked it up and put it to his mouth, and blew, but didn't drink, just said: "It turns out that the little prince is deeply hidden."

"It's ridiculous." He Tingge leaned against the door holding a porridge bowl and said coolly.

Hearing this, Fu Qingcheng smiled and said nothing, took a sip of the cold porridge in his hand, the taste was mellow, it seemed that it had been cooked for a long time.

"Why did you leave me here?" He Tingge finally asked.Turning the porridge bowl with one hand, he didn't look at Fu Qingcheng.

Fu Qingcheng spooned the porridge for a long time before saying, "Why do you care about this? It's only a month. After one month, even if you don't want to leave, I won't keep you. I won't do anything in Liyuan Why should you worry about things that are not good for you?"

When He Tingge heard this, the porridge bowl in his hand paused, and then took a sip of the porridge. After a long while, he sighed and said, "Actually, I don't know the purpose of my coming to Cuigu."

Fu Qingcheng finally raised his head and looked at the young man at the door. The rising sun cast a layer of gold on his body, outlining an indifferent outline. After looking at him, Fu Qingcheng lowered his head, drank the porridge in the bowl and said: " I know."

He Tingge frowned and turned to look at Fu Qingcheng, who was just drinking his porridge with his head down, and couldn't help asking, "What do you mean?"

"I know you don't know your purpose of coming to Green Valley." Fu Qingcheng said lightly: "Because, you are not He Tingge." "I know you don't know your purpose of coming to Green Valley." Fu Qingcheng said lightly: "Because , you are not He Tingge."

The body leaning against the door frame couldn't help but stand upright when he heard the words, his straight brows were furrowed, and he looked at Fu Qingcheng as if he had just met this person.He Tingge was startled by the young man's words and couldn't calm down, but even so, he still asked steadily: "What do you mean, little uncle?"

Fu Qingcheng raised his head to look at him, suddenly smiled softly, and said, "Literally. Anyway, no third person in the world will know, so why do you care. The only person I know is you."

All Fu Qingcheng knew was the person in front of him, no matter who he was.

He Tingge listened to these words, looked at the faint smile on Fu Qingcheng's face, and finally didn't ask any more questions.

He didn't know why every time the young man in front of him said to him, he would believe it, like he said it would be safe to stay in Liyuan, so he stayed; he said that no third person in the world knew whether he was true He Tingge , he actually believed it; he said he knew only him, so he stopped asking.

This habit has not been changed in my whole life, as if it was born with me, and it is attached to my bones.

Tonight is the fifteenth day. After He Tingge finished his meal, he washed his own bowl and saw Fu Qingcheng's thin figure sitting in the yard.The silvery moonlight shone on his lavender clothes, casting a layer of desolation on it.

"Fifteen." Fu Qingcheng leaned on the back of the wheelchair, squinted his eyes slightly, wondering if he was looking at the full moon in the sky again, and said leisurely: "The moon and stars are scarce, so tonight the stars will not be visible after all."

Standing behind him, He Tingge handed over the monochromatic cloak he brought: "What's there to see, go and sleep more when you have time."

Fu Qingcheng took the cloak and put it on his lap, and said with a smile, "You layman."

"Yes, I'm vulgar. I'm so vulgar." He Tingge returned with arms folded.

"Recently, your marksmanship has been practiced to a certain extent. When the time comes, it can be regarded as an explanation to your master." Fu Qingcheng said lightly.

He Tingge heard the words and looked at the boy in the wheelchair, the side face was covered with a layer of tulle by the moonlight, with a slight indifference: "Maybe."

Phoenix Feather Bow

"At that time, when you chose that bow, I was really tentative, but after you came to Liyuan, I really, just wanted you to stay with me for a month."

Seeing the young man spit out these words lightly, He Tingge turned his head away. For some reason, he didn't dare to read on: "There are still eight days."

Fu Qingcheng looked at the full moon in the sky, suddenly raised his finger to point to a star a little farther from the moon, and said, "Look."

He Tingge looked along and saw that it was the Big Dipper. Although the moon and stars were sparse, he could still see it vaguely: "What's the matter?"

"That star of Greedy Wolf." Fu Qingcheng withdrew his hand and looked at the star: "Greedy Wolf, the number one star of the Big Dipper, transforms peach blossoms into evil spirits, and is the master of misfortune and good fortune. It is paired with Guijia Gan, and it is taken as a wounded official. yuwang. Ancient books call it "Killing Star". You know that?"

"En." He Tingge naturally knew it.Thinking of the picture that day, He Tingge was a little dazed. At that time, his understanding of the picture was based on the poems of Su Shi in the Song Dynasty. However, based on so many days of understanding, it should be the era when the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, and the Northern Qi were in power. Fu Qingcheng didn't ask what the picture he drew at that time meant, and he didn't explain it either.

Looking at the flickering Sirius star in the sky at this moment, He Tingge suddenly became curious about what the boy in front of him wanted to say.

"As long as I can remember, my master has given me the fate of being a greedy wolf. The master said, I was born in this troubled world, and I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. But I don't care. Since I am a killing star, it is killing me." Star." Fu Qingcheng said lightly: "My leg was soaked in medicine by Master. He did it to save my life. If there is a gain, there will be a loss."

"Hmph." He Tingge suddenly snorted coldly: "I thought you were a smart man, little uncle, but it turns out that you are also insanely stupid. You actually believe in such a strange thing, and you still let your master do something foolish. How stupid."

Fu Qingcheng smiled wryly when he heard the words, but said nothing, "Come with me."

As he spoke, he stood up from the wheelchair, put on the cloak casually, and walked towards the pear garden.He Tingge looked at the young man's back, but followed after all.

It was the same underground palace, down the steps to the base, the underground palace at night was extremely cold, but Fu Qingcheng went straight to the end of the underground palace without knowing it, there was also a wooden frame for weapons, but he saw the night pearl on the wooden frame Take it off and put it into the groove of the wall behind the wooden frame. After a while, the wooden frame suddenly moved aside, and the wall seemed to be lifted by a mechanism, revealing the dark room behind.

It is said that it is a dark room, and it only takes a moment for the lights to automatically ignite, illuminating the entire space. The inside is not as dazzling as the outside. In the empty room, there is only a dragon-carving platform in the center, which is more than one meter high. On it is a The phoenix-shaped crystal stand is printed with lights,