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After Nan Yang came out of Jianjian Pool, he went straight back to Rongku Pavilion.Cleaned up all the filth, took a short rest, and went to the main hall of the sect master without stopping.

Hong Shengyun was discussing matters in the sect with a few other elders who were the backbone of the sect. Since the last time we met, Hong Shengyun's already old face was thinner again, with abnormal gray and gray on his cheekbones, and his lips were dark. Deep, a discerning eye can tell that it has been severely poisoned.

Seeing Nan Yang, Hong Shengyun said, "You're back, sit next to me."

After Hong Shengyun and the elders finished speaking briefly, they were sent out.As soon as the gate of the main hall was closed, Hong Shengyun coughed as if he had suppressed it for a long time, covering his mouth with the back of his hand, and his body trembled with the cough.

Seeing this, Nan Yang felt very uncomfortable.

Hong Shengyun is her master, more like her father. She also stayed by Hong Shengyun's side since she was a child. Hong Shengyun personally taught her how to write and practice swords. His earnest care and earnest teachings have been lingering in her ears for many years. .

Like Rong Huai, Hong Shengyun and Yu Xiu are her fellow students and relatives.Now he has been poisoned by a powerful Gu poison, maybe it won't endanger his life, maybe after three months he will go west like ordinary people.In her heart, the master who is omnipotent and like a god is now showing such a sick face. As his apprentice, how can Nan Yang feel better in his eyes.

"Master, Senior Brother Rong Huai... went down the mountain." Nan Yang felt his throat ache when he said these words. "Where are you going?"

"……East China Sea."

Hong Shengyun nodded as expected: "I know, he's still not at ease. This child, Ronghuai, is usually gentle and polite, and very obedient, but when he encounters important things in his heart, he is extremely stubborn."

"Master, how is your body?" Nan Yang couldn't help asking.

"Relax, I can't die for the time being. There are many entanglements in the Northern Punishment. I was still sitting in the main hall of the sect master, but I was caught in the dark. The danger of other disciples outside can be imagined. Even if I die, how can I let it go?" The current North penalty."

Nan Yang felt that there seemed to be something blocked in his heart, and he couldn't breathe.

"But my body is indeed very weak, and I still need to spend a while dealing with the poison every day. Yu Xiu is not here, and I am afraid that I can't take care of the affairs of the door. Would you like to help the teacher share it?"

Nan Yang quickly responded: "Of course."

Hong Shengyun smiled faintly: "You are a good boy, I know you will agree. I have told them just now that part of the power of the Beijing penalty will be transferred to your hands in the future. I am afraid that you will not be able to relax in the future."

"The teacher respects his words, and the disciples must do their best."

"...As a teacher, it's not that I can't see that your face is pale and your energy and blood are empty. You should take good care of yourself at this time, but something happened...well, it's useless to say this. You should pay attention to your body, and I will instruct them to send the matter directly to you in the future. Go to Rongku Pavilion, so that you don't have to run to the main hall."

"Yes."

Hong Shengyun asked Nan Yang a few more words, his expression became tired, and he also sent Nan Yang out, closing his eyes and falling into samadhi.

Nan Yang left the main hall of the sect master and walked on the road, feeling that his temples were about to explode, his eyes were dry, burning, and sore.She was dizzy for a while, and suddenly leaned over to spit out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood sprinkled on the bright white snow was extremely dazzling.

It's not that she doesn't know her body.She knows better than anyone.The residual poison of the lava did not kill her, but it always tormented her exhausted mind and made her body empty. This is a disease that has accumulated over a long period of time. cure.

The sky began to snow a little, and she didn't bring an umbrella when she came out, and the tiny snowflakes fell into Nanyang's black hair.She looked up and looked ahead.

She originally wanted to go back to Rongku Pavilion, but now she was thinking about what to do, but she turned and left Hongfei Pavilion.

She had walked this distance for a long time, and a lot of snow fell between her shoulders and hair.When they arrived at Hongfei Pavilion, the disciple at the side saw Nan Yang, said "Your Majesty" quickly, and handed his umbrella to Nan Yang.

Nan Yang didn't answer, and his expression was a little too indifferent.She went to the disciple's dormitory.

Arriving in front of Qing Huan's room, Nan Yang was about to raise his hand to push the door, but when he raised his hand in mid-air, he stopped and froze there.

After a while, Nan Yang withdrew his outstretched hand, and looked at the closed wooden door blankly with a bit of desolation in his eyes for a long, long time.The cold air outside was very heavy, Nan Yang's sensitive ears were dyed red by the air-conditioning, and a new layer of snow fell on the fur robe.

After a long time, it was getting dark, she turned and left quietly without saying a word or sighing.

She stood in front of that door for so long, but didn't even touch the door.

The footprints left by Nan Yang lightly when he came and went were quickly covered by heavy snow.The outside of the dormitory was no different from before she came, as if the peerless woman in white had never been here before.

Everything is at peace.

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The days of recuperating passed quickly. Every day when I opened my eyes, it was dawn, I ate food and medicine, and when I closed my eyes, it was dark.

Too busy, too busy to panic.

Qing Huan spends a lot of time in trance every day, sometimes staring at the top of the bed in a daze, sometimes holding the medicine bowl in her hand in a daze, and after staying there for a long time, she suddenly couldn't remember what she was thinking when she was in a daze.

Perhaps it was because he slept for too long that his head became sleepy.

Yuntang has her own business to do, so she can't stay by her bedside all day long.Qing Huan tilted her head, only to see Shu Yu lying on the desk, writing something in her hand.After her health improved a lot, Shuyu moved back.

Qing Huan suddenly said: "Shu Yu."

Shu Yu immediately raised her head and smiled slightly: "What's the matter, Qing Huan? Are you thirsty?"

"Not thirsty." Qing Huan paused and asked, "What time is it?"

"Youshi, it's already dark."

"Oh..." Qing Huan was silent again.After a while, he spoke again: "How many days has it been since that day?"

Shu Yu didn't understand, and asked doubtfully, "When?"

"...the day Master comes back."

Shu Yu let out a groan, counted carefully, and said, "For today, it's been nine days."

"It's been nine days... um... Master, is she busy?"

"You still remember Your Majesty, seeing you live leisurely every day, and thinking that you don't care if Your Majesty doesn't come to see you." Shu Yu chuckled, "Your Majesty has been in Rongku Pavilion all the time, she is very busy, and I also I don't know what she's up to."

"Master... busy..." Qing Huan murmured softly, her eyes were empty.

Shu Yu went on to say: "Yes, sister Yuntang came to tell me about it the other day. Your Majesty always gets up early and goes to bed late. There are many things in Rongku Pavilion. When you have a little leisure, Your Majesty runs to Jianjian Pond without resting. "

"..." Qing Huan listened in silence.

"Sister Yuntang also said that Your Majesty has been coughing for the past few days, and his complexion is getting worse and worse. A few days ago, Sister Yuntang saw His Majesty coughing up blood..."

"What? Blood?" Qing Huan seemed to be stimulated, and sat up straight with a look of astonishment.

"Yes, in order to see you, Your Majesty, the original seven-day journey took only three days, without riding a horse, and came all the way with light work. Before taking a good rest, Your Majesty Rong Huai left the mountain again, and a bunch of things were moved away. Go to the Rongku Pavilion. Hey, you unfilial disciple, you will forget about your majesty."

Qing Huan's mind was buzzing, and she didn't care what Shu Yu said, it turned out that Master not only had the injury on his hand, but also had serious internal injuries!Master couldn't rest well all day, and even coughed up blood, so she slept peacefully on the bed? !

Qing Huan lifted the quilt and jumped to the ground, her body ached violently.But she didn't care about this, she pulled a fox fur coat on and staggered straight out.

Shu Yu was anxious to stop her, but she didn't, stomping her feet anxiously: "Hey! What are you doing? It's getting dark, where are you going like this?"

Qing Huan can't hear Shu Yu's words, she just wants to see Master at the moment, see Master right away, she doesn't want to avoid Master anymore, she expects Master's approach more than anyone else!

Qing Huan ran in a hurry, and her body was injured again. She fell several times in the snow, the wound was split, and the gauze was soaked with blood, but she didn't care.

Qing Huan's body was covered with soft snow stains on the ground, and there was also a lot of snow on her face and hair, which was melted by her body temperature and slipped into her collar, making her shiver uncontrollably.She felt that her back was going to hurt to death, and the sweat oozing from the excitement soaked into the open wound, making her want to dig out the whole back.

She ran so dazedly that she almost lost consciousness, relying only on her body's memory of the North Penalty route, she ran all the way to Rongku Pavilion.

When the night watchman of Rongku Pavilion saw the dangling young figure, he immediately woke up after dozing off, and rushed to meet him----

Qing Huan held the waiter's arm, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she murmured: "Master...Master..."

"Your Majesty is here, Your Majesty is still asleep, I will take you to see Your Majesty right away." The servant did not dare to relax, and hurriedly helped Qing Huan to Xiang Nanyang's bedroom.

It was getting late at night, and at this time Nan Yang was bent over the table to deal with the affairs of the door.The candlelight seemed a little dim, causing Nan Yang's vision of looking at the paper to double.After she finished her pen, she took a sip of tea from the teacup beside her.

There was a commotion outside the door, and suddenly the door was pushed open, and a familiar little figure staggered in, almost tripping over the high threshold.

Nan Yang threw away the tea she was holding, and the tea splashed out and wet her hands, but she only cared about stepping forward, and firmly held Qing Huan into her arms.

Qing Huan's eyes were as red as a bunny, and she tightly grasped Nan Yang's clothes around her waist, panting heavily, obviously not recovering from the violent running just now.

Nan Yang naturally followed her back, and his tone slowed down: "Why are you here, your injuries are healed? Don't be angry with me?"

Qing Huan just gasped for breath, and couldn't spare the energy to answer Nan Yang's words, but rubbed her head against Nan Yang's shoulder with all her strength, rubbing her head of sweat on it.

Nan Yang felt that Qing Huan's back felt a little sticky, and when he lifted his hand, he saw that blood was leaking out of his palm, so he couldn't help frowning: "The wound is cracked, don't you know to tell me? Come here, I'll help you deal with it first .”

Nan Yang wanted to let go of Qing Huan and go to get medicine and gauze. Qing Huan felt that Nan Yang was about to leave, so she immediately raised her hand to wrap around Nan Yang's neck, and brought Nan Yang's face to her.

She didn't want to say anything, she didn't want to say anything.

This cold face like a god was right in front of her eyes, only two inches from the tip of her nose.

She wants to kiss her.

Because I like her, I like her very much, so I want to kiss her.

Since you want to, why not do it?

Qing Huan stood on tiptoe and kissed Nan Yang's forehead tremblingly.

Nan Yang maintained the half-bending movement to match Qing Huan's height, and was stunned for a moment without responding.

Qing Huan became more and more crazy, holding Nan Yang's impeccably perfect face, and kissed her like raindrops.Eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, cheeks.

In the end, she didn't even know where she was kissing, she just knew how to get close to Nan Yang infinitely, she liked Master, she liked Master, she liked her very much.

Qing Huan suddenly felt that her lips touched a very soft place, and the moment she touched it felt extremely wonderful, like a piece of first winter snow, with a cool sweetness.

As if waking up from a dream, Nan Yang pulled away the mischievous Qing Huan, with a look of astonishment on her face, and stroked her strange lips with her fingers.

Qing Huan was still panting and staring at her closely.