Tsing Yi Dance: Apricot Blossom Sky Shadow

In the warmth, Tsing Yi was awakened by a knock on the door, her delicate brows were tightly frowned, and an unknown fire suddenly ignited from the bottom of her heart.

"Young master in Tsing Yi, the servant is from the Shizi's courtyard, and the Shizi asked the servant to come over and wait for the young master to get up."

The person who came seemed to know that Tsing Yi had a serious get-up spirit, and he carefully announced his family name at the door after knocking on the door a few times.

"Your family's family is really considerate. Knowing that Tsing Yi doesn't want to get up early, he kindly comes over early every day to invite you to have breakfast. Tsk tsk~~~ What a kind heart!"

Yasui, who is used to getting up early, folded his arms and smiled mockingly at the servant standing outside Tsing Yi's door, not afraid of offending Xiao Shizi and losing his life.

How could the servant fail to understand An Jing's meaning of holding a gun and carrying a stick, turned around and pointed at An Jing, and said, "Bold!"

The theater troupe owner who happened to come out from the other side happened to hear Yasui's disrespectful words, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.He thought to himself, none of the pillars in his apricot garden made him worry.

"Yasui, shut up! Go to the kitchen and help!"

The theater troupe leader quickly walked to An Jing's side, shouted angrily, and pushed An Jing away.He took out another ingot of silver from his cuff and stuffed it into the servant's hand, with a flattering smile on his face.

"A little meaning, you accept it."

The theater troupe master smiled brilliantly, but his heart ached, and he secretly made up his mind that it must be deducted from Anjing's moon silver.

Reach out and don't hit the smiling person, let alone give money.The servant snorted softly, "Forget it, I'll just pretend I didn't hear it. When I meet someone else, I might not be as easy to talk to as I am."

"Yes, yes, you see, I met a nobleman this early in the morning. I will definitely teach that bastard a lesson later. This is you? How about I help you?"

The troupe leader looked at Tsing Yi's room door with a flattering expression on his face, almost wrinkled into buns when he smiled.

Originally wanted to please, through this slave, he could also catch up with the golden phoenix of Xiaoshizi, maybe he could come to the palace to sing again in the future, and it would not be in vain for him to throw a piece of silver to this dog slave.

He made a good plan, but it's a pity that people don't accept his tricks, and he was rejected by a wave of his hand.

"It's still early, Xiao Shizi just sent us here to serve Young Master Tsing Yi. If Young Master Tsing Yi wants to sleep for a while and wait for a while, it's okay. Leader, you should go and get busy first if you have something to do."

The smile on the troupe owner's face froze when he heard this, what kind of ecstasy soup did this Tsing Yi pour into Xiaoshizi, if he really flattered Xiaoshizi, he would not be able to ride on his head in Xingyuan Garden to shit on him in the future!

He was resentful in his heart but there was nothing he could do, right now he still needed Tsing Yi to celebrate the prince's birthday properly, so that he could get the reward when the time came.

Lying on the bed, Tsing Yi listened to the conversation outside the house with a headache. Do these people have to chat at his door every day?

He had been busy all night last night, and he didn't even want to move a little finger when he was lying under the warm blanket.

Under the covers?

Tsing Yi, who was squinting his eyes, suddenly woke up. He remembered that he should have fallen asleep lying on the edge of the bed. How could he be sleeping on the bed?

Could it be that he climbed into bed by himself when he fell asleep in a daze?Or.......

Realizing that Jun Mohan might have put him on the bed, Tsing Yi felt what kind of sleeping position she was in.

At this moment, he was riding on Jun Mohan's waist with one leg piercingly, and his arm was also hanging on Jun Mohan's neck. What made him vomit blood even more was that Jun Mohan's arm was tightly wrapped around his waist .

No wonder he felt that he slept very warmly this time. It turned out that he used the house as a stove, so he didn't know if he touched Jun Mohan's wound.

The ambiguous posture made Tsing Yi's muscles all over his body stiff. He slightly raised his face to see if Jun Mohan had woken up. Unexpectedly, when he raised his head slightly, his lips and Jun Mohan's lips were printed on the together.

Dazed for a moment, the blush on Tsing Yi's face burned all the way to her neck, and she quickly raised her head back to avoid Jun Mohan's lips.

Although it was just a superficial touch, the pleasant scent of primrose still wafted over.It seems that this guy is born with it, light and refreshing.

Fortunately, this guy didn't wake up!Tsing Yi secretly took a breath of gratitude and slowly retracted her legs, and took Jun Mohan's arm away, and escaped from the bed curtain with a sigh of relief.

This morning was too fragrant, and he didn't know when he got up. Seeing that the pile of bloody clothes on the ground had disappeared, Tsing Yi was even more sure that he was carried to the bed by Jun Mohan.

The picture of Jun Mohan struggling to hug himself to bed in his mind made his cheeks feel hot again, Tsing Yi raised his hand to cover his face to cool down, his fingers hurt, and his thoughts became clearer.

What is he doing?He is a man now, and just now he had the mentality of a woman!What's more, there is another subtle relationship between him and him.

After washing his face indiscriminately, Tsing Yi looked back at Jun Mohan who was still asleep with some hesitation. Usually no one would dare to enter his room, so the chance of being discovered is not high.

It's just that if he wants to leave as soon as possible, the wound needs to heal quickly. Last night, the bottle of medicine has been used up to seven or eight times. Where can he get this kind of medicine?

Just last night there was an assassin incident, and today he asked someone for wound medicine. Isn't this place without 300 taels of silver?

Thinking about it, Tsing Yi glanced at his fingers by chance, and an idea appeared in his heart. Although he was a bit disdainful to use Shizi to do this kind of thing with his liking, but now he can only think of such a way.

Making up his mind, Tsing Yi gritted his teeth and pinched the wound on his index finger with the other hand. The wound that was still red and swollen immediately burst open, and bright red blood dripped down the finger to the ground in an instant.

When the person on the bed moved, Tsing Yi held his breath nervously and looked back, only to find that Jun Mohan on the bed hadn't woken up, and seemed to just turn over and move.

Tsing Yi breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved. Sure enough, not everyone can do such a heartless thing. Even if Jun Mohan saw it, it shouldn't be a problem, but his heart was still beating non-stop.

He casually pulled off the strip of cloth left over from bandaging Jun Mohan last night, exaggeratedly wrapped his fingers into a cocoon about the size of an egg, tidied up his clothes, and opened the door to go out.

As soon as Tsing Yi stepped out of the room, Jun Mohan, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes.Seeing Tsing Yi pinching the wound on his finger just now, he almost couldn't help but stood up to stop it.

He didn't know why he wanted to stop it, he just felt that Tsing Yi's opening of the wound made him very uncomfortable.

The sweetness of Tsing Yi's lips seemed to be still imprinted on his lips, Jun Mohan raised his hand and touched his lips lightly, a cunning but bitter smile bloomed on his lips.

In fact, he woke up long before Tsing Yi woke up, and tapped Tsing Yi's acupoints, took off Tsing Yi's clothes and carefully looked at the landscape map on his back.

Only after that did he unlock Tsing Yi's acupoints, and let Tsing Yi fall asleep in his arms.And the price he paid was that the wound, which had been so hard to stop bleeding, soaked the bandage again.

Supporting his body and sitting up from the bed, Jun Mohan stared at the blood dripping on the ground from Tsing Yi in a daze just now, as if the uncoagulated blood was some kind of rare treasure.

Why on earth did he do this?

What should I do by myself?

The landscape picture on the back of the Tsing Yi is not the usual totem that can be pierced with needles, it is embroidered with a combination of secret techniques and secret medicine.

He took a closer look, and the pictures that can be seen on Tsing Yi's body are only a small part, and the rest of the pictures hidden in the skin must be stimulated by the internal force of his Jun family.

And in order to prevent the Jun family from being coerced, the picture will be different every time the internal force is urged. As for how to judge the authenticity, it needs to be combined with on-the-spot observation.

If this is the case, Tsing Yi must leave the Xinghuayuan Troupe and go to the place shown in the landscape map with him, but will Tsing Yi go with him?